Book Review #110 of 2023--
The Death I Gave Him by Em X. Liu. Rating: 3.75 stars.
Read from August 30th to September 1st.
Before I get into the review, a quick thank you to both NetGalley and the publishers over at Solaris (an imprint of Rebellion Publishing) for allowing me access to this ARC in exchange for an honest review. In early August, I heard about this one for the first time and immediately put in a request on NetGalley for the ARC. This is a 21st century retelling of Hamlet with both a SciFi and locked-room murder mystery twist. I got approved which meant I needed to start this one as soon as possible because it comes out in the second week of September. Make sure you keep an eye out for The Death I Gave Him when it's published on September 12th.
As some may know, Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare play. (I also love some Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead but that's neither here nor there.) So when I heard about this book I had to read it. And maybe my love of Hamlet was part of my problem. Don't get me wrong, this was a great book and I think the author took some really great chances in order to tell this story. But I think when I saw characters deviating from what I expected based on my knowledge of Hamlet it took me out of the story a bit and led to a slightly lower rating than I probably would have given it otherwise. I love how insular the whole story is. It all takes place in this one building and we only have this small cast of characters (that gets smaller and smaller as the evening wears on). It makes everything feel so absolutely suffocating. Which I think is a real credit to the author because they manage to create such a dark atmosphere. I also think they manage to really dive into the head of a man whose constant grappling with the depth of his depression and his manic thoughts becomes sort of--darkly poetic at moments. And other moments it's hard not to shake him and tell him to snap the fuck out of it. You can really see the author's love for Shakespeare in both the characters and the writing style throughout the novel. I really appreciated the fact that the Ophelia character got a much better storyline here. I also enjoyed the SciFi aspect of the story. I love when we can mesh multiple genres together and getting this retelling of a classic with both SciFi and Mystery/Thriller? It's going to be a good time no matter what.
I struggled at times with how the author had turned one of the characters from Hamlet into this AI character. I have no problem with robots or droids or AI in most fiction (gestures at the evidence of my love for Murderbot all over this blog), but the author took the AI in a way that I didn't particularly, enjoy, I guess is the word for it? It's hard to explain without getting into the actual details. Basically, this AI is in love with our Hamlet figure, which harkens back to this sort of impression a lot of people have of the two characters in Hamlet, and it was fine up unto the point where we had to see their relationship attempt to get physical? I really don't know how to describe it better than that without spoiling aspects of the book. I genuinely do not mind the questions of what makes someone/something human or how AI is impacted by their interactions with humans and things like that. I don't even mind the thought of having an AI fall in love with a human. I think I just don't like the way the physical stuff happened here. But maybe that's just my tastes and nothing to do with how it was written?
Overall, I think if you're a general fan of Shakespeare or retellings of classics you're going to have a good time here. I think if you're really into Hamlet you might not quite love it as much. But, also, know that I am definitely a picky person when it comes to retellings.
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File: [Unknown, Ophelia]
Approximate number of times [Unknown, Ophelia]:
sleeps easily: 4; sleeps troubled by nightmares: 7; sleeps alone: 15; sleeps with a girl: 3; sleeps with a boy: 0
kisses someone: 42, loves a man: 3; loves a woman: 1; falls in love: 1
lies to a friend: 5; lies to her father: 11; lies to her king: 3
contemplates death: 18; contemplates own death: 5; contemplates Hamlet and his family and how death seems to follow them like a wretched stench: 2; contemplates Signe’s death as a consequence of their relationship: 3
runs her fingers through Signe’s soft, kinky hair: 32; kisses Signe’s cheek: 24; kisses Signe’s lips: 15; kisses Signe’s bare collarbone: 3; holds Signe’s hand: 17
feels strong: 4; feels strong when she is with Signe: 3; feels ashamed when she is with Hamlet: 6; feels ashamed because she feels ashamed when she is with Hamlet: 5; feels hollow: 3; feels tired of putting up with it all: 2; feels suicidal: [?]
spreads flowers with a distant smile: 1; acts is the fool: 3; is the fool: 1
falls from a branch: [?]; commits suicide: [?]
dies: 1; rises to heaven: [?]; falls to hell: [?]
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] loves:
passionately, madly, coldly, roughly, unkindly, nimbly, caringly, warmly, brazenly, abruptly, softly, toughly, languidly, viciously, purely, sinfully, briefly and forever, thoroughly, without remorse, lustfully, recklessly, honestly
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] lives:
Briefly, rarely mentioned in the page scrawled by a man who paints her the damsel.
Briefly, tumbling from a crib to a kitchenmaid’s bed to a watery grave beneath a tree.
Briefly, in a blaze of fire that tears the castle down.
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] dies:
not floating to her watery grave, the waves and her skirts enveloping her in a poetic embrace
The people [Unknown, Ophelia] has loved:
her father, her prince, her kitchenmaid, her brother
The two things [Unknown, Ophelia] did not say:
1. I love you.
2. I want to die.
Things [Unknown, Ophelia] is not:
fragile
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] dies:
not cursing the heavens for the injustice of her story being overshadowed by a man's, of her life being sacrificed to feed some prince's pain
Truthful thing [Unknown, Ophelia] said to the playwright:
“I was the more deceived.”
The things the playwright decided [Unknown, Ophelia] was not important enough for:
a backstory, a faithful lover, dignity, a kiss, a say in her own future, a birthday, a mother, reciprocated love, a spine, sanity, a life
[Unknown, Ophelia]’s story is entitled:
Hamlet, filed under Tragedy.
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] dies:
not watching her life flash before her eyes, every mistake and good choice falling into the water with her
The first time [Unknown, Ophelia] falls in love:
the world splinters also everything burns also it’s a woman also the Prince is the furthest thing from her mind also her heart sings also fuck her father also Signe’s hair runs soft and crinkly under her fingertips also is the only time
How [Unknown, Ophelia] imagines her lover:
age 5: a boy who will play hoops with her, who will join her on a quest to find buried treasure beneath the castle walls
age 10: a Prince, reckless and dark-eyed, with a smirk already starting to develop
age 15: nothing like herself- a beautiful girl, a princess like she could never be
age 20: a kitchenmaid named Signe, with dark hair and dark eyes and dark skin, curves glistening in the candlelight and smile a beacon of hope
The things [Unknown, Ophelia] does on-page:
drifts from man to man, goes mad in her mind, falls in a lake, drops flowers into people's laps, passes quips to a prince in a theatre, breaks apart into a million insane fragments for a Prince's sake
The things [Unknown, Ophelia] does off-page:
drifts across the underside of a lake, goes mad in her heart, falls in love, drops kisses onto Signe’s cheeks, passes bread between hands in a darkened hallway, breaks a girl's heart with her death
The flowers [Unknown, Ophelia] gave away:
Rosemary, for remembrance
Pansies, for thoughts
Fennel, for you, and Columbines
Rue, for you to wear with a difference
A Daisy, for innocence
But no Violets, for they wither’d all when her father died
The flowers [Unknown, Ophelia] gave herself:
Rue, for repentance, regret, everlasting suffering, and sorrow
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] dies:
[?]
The scene about [Unknown, Ophelia] that ends up immortalized:
Her descent, into madness and death, written by a playwright who writes suicide romantic rather than devastating.
A descent, then:
When Hamlet descends into madness, it is heroic. It is princely. His suicide by sword- for what else is it, truly- is considered truly regal.
When Ophelia descends into madness, it is tragic. It is delicate. She is the flower wilted, the rose with its thorns cut. She is the aftermath, the prequel, the death unimportant save to further a plot.
[Unknown, Ophelia]’s name becomes:
an insult, a title for a lover scorned, a derisive nickname, a contemptuous glare, a metaphor for madness
not a compliment, an appraising glance, a name for a lover true, a loving pet name, a simile for sympathy
What happened to [Unknown, Ophelia] after the funeral:
The story does not say.
The way a kitchenmaid grieves:
Unnoticed, in the midst of death after death. First her lover, then the Queen and the Regent and the Prince. In a kingdom enveloped by grief, a kitchen maid's tears go unnoticed.
A princess’s hair ribbon:
Tucked under a kitchenmaid’s skirts.
The way [Unknown, Ophelia] dies:
Loved.
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