Same world and timeline as Gunmetal Gods, but the old characters are relegated to the background while new characters take center stage.
It felt like I was reading a side story while the real one happened just over the characters’ shoulders. It didn’t work for me.
An epic fantasy twist on the Crusades, with masked magi, angels right out of Revelation (think lots of extra eyes and wings), and a healthy dose of Lovecraft’s Great Old Ones.
I didn’t devour it, but I really enjoyed it and I’m starting the second book in the series right … now.
A Jewish golem and a Syrian jinni become friends in New York City.
I didn’t feel invested in any of the main characters, which made this book tough going. And I was taken by surprise by the plot twists that started coming more than two thirds through the book–because they came completely out of nowhere.
I thought it was just OK.
Suffragettes, secret societies, sentient automatons, and … a haunted tram car in an alternate 1910s Cairo. Takes place just before Master of Djinn and functions as an introduction to Fatma el-Sha’arawi, the dapper agent at the Ministry of Alchemy, Enchantments and Supernatural Entities. I love everything I’ve read from P. Djèlí Clark so far, and this is no exception.
Look, if you read the first and second novels, don’t be a quitter! You obviously want to see how it ends. And you’ll be glad you did.
I mean if you enjoyed the first one, keep going!
Cairo con artist turns out to have actual powers and summons an enigmatic djinn warrior who takes her on an epic quest to Daevabad, the City of Brass and the center of the djinn world. It’s one of those books that seems to be just getting started all the way to the end. And I often got annoyed with the characters’ decisions. But I also definitely enjoyed it.
Prequel to Master of Djinn, which I loved. Delivers. If only it weren’t so short.
