
The delight: Levine writes with a clever voice that engages the reader with tender affection for the characters. Levine's craft is delightful.
The disappointment: Perhaps my feminist views take this tale too seriously; however, it's the fairy tale genre and its assumptions about the roles of men and women that bother me. Although Prince Nicholas knows next to nothing about the beautiful, simple, and essentially helpless Lorelei, he is convinced that she is the woman of his dreams. Lorelei is a naïve little girl in a young woman's body, and because it is a fairy tale, the reader to lured into wanting to see her and the prince live happily ever after before she ever learns how to be an adult. So, why has this genre endured after hundreds of years? Perhaps human nature simply wants to believe that life, love and happiness are black and white.
Now that I've registered my cynical complaint, I must add that I grew up loving fairy tales and the romantic delusional expectations they set; and somehow I survived thanks to my pragmatic parents. Would I read more of Levine's works? Absolutely. I would recommend this book to our daughters and nieces, but not without a healthy dose of modeling and talk about the true reality of love and relationships.