The problem was that I had seen the movie. The movie was not bad, fairly entertaining. But I never seem to enjoy a book after I have watched the movie. Honestly, I don't even always enjoy movies based on books because most of them don't do justice to the written word. Still reading before watching is my preference.
Anyways I was at a friend's place eating dinner, when I happened to see this book. Her 9 yr old son was reading it which only made me more nervous that it would be too childish of a read.
But still something possessed me and I decided to read it. I don't know if I am just old school but I love myths and legends cloaked in the mist of the past. I somehow can't relate to concept of an Ares as a biker dude, Medusa in a burger joint or Mount Olympus existing on top of the Empire State Building.
Anyhow, I didn't enjoy the book. Part of it definitely was that it was a bit childish for me. What I did like were the little mythological tidbits, woven throughout the fabric of the writing, such as the war between the Gods and the Titans and Persephone's story. But I do feel that the movie ruined it for me to a large extent.
I am actually going to attempt to read the second book. Maybe that will change my opinion. Maybe not!
