Title: The Doll Factory
Author: Elizabeth Macneal
Published in English: 2019
Dansk titel: Dukkeværkstedet
Dansk Udgivelsesår: 2019
Forlag: Lindhardt og Ringtoft
Finished Reading: April 2019
Genre: Historical & Historical Fiction
This is my personal review without spoilers of the actual plot.
London. 1850. The Great Exhibition is being erected in Hyde Park and among the crowd watching the spectacle two people meet. For Iris, an aspiring artist, it is the encounter of a moment – forgotten seconds later, but for Silas, a collector entranced by the strange and beautiful, that meeting marks a new beginning.
When Iris is asked to model for pre-Raphaelite artist Louis Frost, she agrees on the condition that he will also teach her to paint. Suddenly her world begins to expand, to become a place of art and love.
But Silas has only thought of one thing since their meeting, and his obsession is darkening .
I keep saying this repeatedly about other books, and now I’ll say it one more time, this book disappointed me so damn much. I liked how the start of the book painted a clear picture of the time and place the story took place. I instantly thought that my streak of bad books was broken. To my disappointment, the book seemed to stall in the description though. It took a long time getting to know the characters – but after I did the book seemed to move in a slightly faster speed.
I never really got into the story. I immensely enjoyed the gothic feel though. The description of the downward spiral of obsession was interesting and is clearly, where the author stood out. But then again, I feel as though she tried too hard some places. She clearly wanted to awake some sort of frightened state, but in the end it became too much, and ended up being a nuisance rather than a chilling moment.
Just when I thought the book might turn for the better – we end up having an ending that makes no freaking sense whatsoever. The ending is nothing short of abrupt. I wanted something more, but the book left me empty. Lost for words even. When I put the book down, I honestly didn’t want to write the review, because I had nothing positive to say. If it wasn’t for the killing of animals and then stuffing them I would most likely have granted this a higher rating, but I couldn’t stand reading about it, and therefor glimpsed though some of it.