The dark humour and attention to detail that Atwood is known for is definitely one of the strong points of this book. It just made the crazy things happening seem more realistic. Really, it’s one of the best dystopias I’ve ever read, and I do love them, so that’s saying a lot.
I’m going to start by saying: this was a difficult book to read.
For starters, I had a hard time liking any of the characters. Beena and her sister Sadhana both came across as annoying and spiteful in Beena’s memories of their childhood, and their uncle wasn’t any better.
By the time I got to the end of the Otherworld series, I wanted there to be more. And thankfully, there are tons of other stories about the characters out there. First, I went ahead and read Men of the Otherworld and this collection, but they were just the jumping of point for me to go on and read all the various short stories I could find.
I absolutely loved the Women of the Otherworld series. One of the things I loved was that it was narrated by a string of strong, confident female narrators. I also liked the brief bits that were narrated by “their men”. And there were allusions to all kinds of interesting backstory bits – like Clay becoming a bitten werewolf as a child – that were never really explained in the series itself.
I feel like this was probably the best ending this series could have had.