When Dr Warthrop goes hunting for the Holy Grail of Monstrumology with his eager new assistant, Arkwright, he leaves Will Henry in Victorian New York Finally, Will can enjoy something that always seemed out of reach a normal life with a real family But part of Will can t let go of Dr Warthrop, and when Arkwright returns, claiming that the doctor is dead, Will is devastated and not convinced.Determined to discover the truth, Will travels to London, knowing that if he succeeds, he will be plunging into depths of horror worse than anything he has experienced so far His journey takes him to Socotra, the Isle of Blood, where human beings are used to make nests and blood rains from the sky and puts Will Henry s loyalty to the ultimate test....
|Title||:||ISLE OF BLOOD (The Monstrumologist, Band 3)|
|Publisher||:||Pocket Books Auflage Reissue 8 Januar 2019|
|Number of Pages||:||576 Seiten|
|File Size||:||982 KB|
|Status||:||Available For Download|
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ISLE OF BLOOD (The Monstrumologist, Band 3) Reviews
Wenn man mit lesen startet kann man nicht mehr aufhalten. Sehr gutes Buch. Bleib bitte schreiben Rick Yancey, nicht aufhalten!
This tale was about the search for The magnificum - the monster of monsters - the faceless one. It begins when Dr. Warthrop receives a package to to preserve and protect. Inside is a Nidus - a nest made of human parts which cannot touch the skin or else the person doing so begins to degenerate in mind and body and becomes something like a zombie. The man bringing it got curious. Will Henry is left to watch him when he tears away his restraints and comes after Will Henry. He is dispatched with a gun but not before Will Henry has been touched - another way to pass on this horrible transformation. The Dr. quickly sizes the situation up and chops off the finger that has touched the zombie-like creature. Then they are off to chase the magnificum, which make the nests. The writer's characters were more philosophical in this book than I remember any of them being. Also, there was a kind of theme of - you've been punked. It starts with the man bringing the package and then happens more than a couple more times. There is also a struggle for Will Henry who loves and hates the doctor at once sometimes, for the Dr. leaves him with his mentor and takes another. Will Henry feels betrayed and knows something is not right and realizes that the Dr. had been punked. Will Henry hooks back up with him but is untrusting that he will not be left again. In their relationship the reader can see that although the doctor's treatment of him is disdainful in some ways and thoughtless in many ways, he truly cares for Will in his own way. We also see Will move from assistant into the dark side of being a monstrumologist. They get to the Isle where they believe it is hold up and sure enough they witness some of the lore surrounding it for themselves - red rain (blood and body parts) for one. I cannot tell the end or I would ruin it because you will find you've been punked as well - but not in a bad way - just different from previous books.
The Isle of Blood is supposed to be a book about the Monstrumologists hunting monsters, but that is not what it is. Well, to be fair, about a hundred or so pages of it is, but the rest is a bunch of whiny Will Henry going on a James Bond meets Sherlock Holmes adventure across the globe in search of Dr. Warthrop. The monster is only present in a small portion of the book and feels very... poorly thought out. It never adequately explains the whole raining blood and corpses thing, which is the driving mystery of the book. Mostly, the whole deal here is that the greatest monsters come not from without but within, and that man is often more twisted than the monsters he hunts. So yeah, its kind of a common tripe you see in everything now, but it lacks a good character base. Will Henry without Warthrop is just a whiny little kid with a dangerous and weird obsession with the Monstrumologist. Basically, this is the weakest book in a great series. Major let down.
Best series I've read in such a long time. Profound insight, beautiful diction, and such somber, intense, and magnificent writing with such an awesome, gorgeously imaged story to tell. Man, I quote these books all the time. They're just so good. Yancey has an amazing voice for the macabre, the satirical, the sarcastic, and the profound. A very talented author. I'll have these books around forever. Hard covers are really cool colors, and the inside covers and illustrations are detailed and Grey's Anatomy-esque. Smartly written with many allusions and interceptions of anatomy and physiology as well as foreign language and literary techniques that secretly enthrall you until you become stuck. I'm very happy being stuck in one of these books. Again, they're just damned good.
With so many myths and stories of hairy beastlies and mysterious creepers, we all rest a little easier thinking there is a monster hunter (hunt in the biological sense, not the skin and eat sense) out there keeping things together. But when that Monstrumologist is Pellinore Warthrop, you know being his apprentice is going to be adventurous, and seriously dangerous. In Rick Yancey's The Isle of Blood, the third book in the Monstrumologist series, you get to see just how far Warthrop will take his young apprentice, Will Henry.When a "wild card" colleague of Warthrop's tricks a man into delivering an artifact, a nest made out of human bits, Warthrop realizes he now possesses evidence of the great white whale of Monstrumology. Unfortunately, the highly contagious nature of this nest causes the distraught messenger to succumb to the illness and attack Will Henry. In order to prevent the same fate for Will Henry, Warthrop must do something unthinkable. While he saves Will Henry's life, he can't get past the fact that he has put Will Henry in danger, and as he goes off in search of the greatest monster that ever lived, the Faceless One, he leave Will Henry behind and takes the eager new apprentice who arrived conveniently before this big adventure.But when the apprentice returns and claims Warthrop is dead, Will Henry refuses to accept the news. He knows his master is alive, and he is willing to go to great lengths to find him. Unfortunately, no one wants to believe a young kid when chances are the Monstrumologist finally succumbed to the very monsters he focuses his life around. Of course, monstrumologists are used to believing in the long shot, and one Will Henry pokes holes through the new apprentice's claims, they are able to get a lead on Warthrop. Where that lead takes them and what they have to do to get there, of course, are the stuff of nightmares. But then again, isn't that the world of Monstrumology?It amazes me how Yancey can take such a small wisp of an idea and create such a story. A rumor of a beastlie can lead you down a road of visceral trauma and imagination like you never thought you could experience. And the characters? I continue to love them more and more with each passing book. In particular, I love the relationship between Will Henry and Warthrop. Where I could never put my finger on who Warthrop reminded me of, I finally realized it as I was describing the story to my sister... he is Sheldon from "Big Bang Theory"! He is not heartless or uncaring, but rather very clinical and devoted to his work. But when his work poses a threat to Will Henry, he cannot being himself to lose the boy and you get to see glimpses of how much this man truly does love his "adopted" son. He may call Will Henry his apprentice, but the love between father and son is obvious to those of us on the outside looking in, which makes their story even better, in my opinion.This is truly a magnificent series, and it is perfect for those quirky students who have grown out of typical YA stories. It has a gothic feel to it, but the story transcends anything you have read before. I am excited to hear the publisher was bullied into letting Yancey write a fourth book after trying to stop him at three, and I can't wait to read the final book in the series. Yancey has an imagination that will only twist and warp your own imagination in ways you didn't think possible, so I say, "Let him have it!"