Okay, so this wasn’t a great book by Rick Riordan’s standards.
I didn’t have any expectations for this story from the beginning, because the god Apollo didn’t excite me very much. I was right. Apollo’s narcissism put me off completely. I would have enjoyed it for less than 40 pages before I grew tired of it. And to think that this goes on and on and on for the entire book! Seeshsh!!
- To be honest, I didn’t like the plot that much either. ‘The world is under threat and Apollo and friends are the only ones who can save it‘, is really not such a great plot point, after we have seen Percy Jackson and Jason Grace do literally the same thing over and over again.
- There weren’t many creatures from the Greek mythology, which was a huge disappointment.
- Apart from Meg, none of the characters stood out for me (Apollo was an overdose).
- The humor was really good in some portions but it didn’t carry the story, it felt like a laughter track introduced as an afterthought.
Looks like the only, ONLY reason I’d be reading the next book is because LEO will be in it!!
A story can’t be a great story if the protagonist puts me off and cameo characters (Percy and Leo) excite me more than the eponymous character (Apollo).