Title: Ender’s Game
Author: Orson Scott Card
Publisher: Tor Science Fiction
Rating: 4 of 5 stars
So I was hoping for some brutal, brutal mental thought to go into this book. It’s usually why I bother to go out and get sci-fi stuff. It makes me feel smart. Yepp. (No, I’m not ashamed of it.)
It was kind of boring in some parts, especially when the build-up was the climax, and had me wishing something else would happen, something that would happen other than the breakdown of poor little Ender. But I suppose it’s absolutely my fault for picking out a book that is about thought and strategy. And the fact that I’m a teenager that is obsessed with facebook and texting.
But, really, it’s true. This book is hard to get into, because it’s about genius children who are barely over the age of ten. The action is complicated, which is not how I prefer my action. I love complicated strategy, but throw in weapons and gates and rooms that you cannot fully envision, and that is that.And with that, the smart child, Ender, in case you didn’t realize, gets to become the military battle specialist.
I think I suffered through all the heartache, because I genuinely cared about Ender. I didn’t care for the fact that he didn’t act his age at first. But then, I stopped caring about that, because Ender is honestly the sweetest child, or perhaps adult, ever. And I ached whenever Ender ached. Which was a lot.
And I wasn’t so happy about the bone they tossed my way at the end, either. It was much too chewy, and I thought that Ender deserved more.
Still, I come away from this book in a satisfied, if aching, way with a somber lesson about monstrosity, love, hate, and doubtless more, each time I merely think about Ender. Worth a read, and the aching heart.