This book, and my reactions to it, are so similar to the first book in the series, that I’m just going to reprint what I said in my review of that preceding book:
I don’t enjoy this level of children’s literature, and I find Brandon Sanderson’s humour very hit or miss, so it was unlikely I was ever going to love the Alcatraz series, but I love his other works enough that I felt compelled to read everything he’s published. So on I went to read these.
There are some likable aspects – the inclusion of illustrations, the illustrations themselves, some of the subversion of fantasy and children’s literature conventions, some of the creative worldbuilding – but overall, like I expected, I didn’t enjoy the book very much. Not a knock against the book, as I’m hardly the target audience, but the main character and their endless musings directed at the reader felt very obnoxious to me. The mentor character was likable, but nobody else was to me.
I imagine I would have enjoyed this book quite a lot when I was the age of the target audience, and it’s certainly competently written, but as could be expected, it’s ultimately not for me!
I give it two lenses, and a technologically advanced sword.