A Meandering Exploration.
Some books are like taking a kayak down a frothing river, full of rapids, a few twists and turns, but on the whole it keeps a steady course. This book is like taking that kayak down the serpentine part of the Amazon, around every bend there is something to discover, and you have the time to take it all in and breathe… At least that is what it seems to me: this book is an exploration, as much for Gaiman (or so I imagine) as for the reader.
Most of the characters are really memorable. Damn, Mr Wednesday is like chocolate, smooth and just a tiny bit addictive, with charm that oozes off the page. All the other gods have their own distinct, clever and fitting personalities. It’s just a shame that our protagonist is so blank in comparison. Yet, that might be the point. Perhaps Gaimen knew that Shadow couldn’t, or shouldn’t, outshine the gods. Perhaps Shadow is meant to be a skin that we readers can wear, someone neutral that lets us interpret events how we want to.
And because this is an ‘exploration’ book, it’s slower in pace than, say, Gaiman’s Anansi Boys (a book set in the same ‘universe’).