
It’s saturday night in Santa Barbara and school is done for the year. Everyone is headed to the same party. Or at least it seems that way. The place is packed. The beer is flowing. Simple, right? But for 11 different people the motives are way more complicated. As each character takes a turn and tells his or her story, the eleven individuals intersect, and reconnect, collide, and combine in ways that none of them ever saw coming
I picked up this book at Borders during one of my book hauls. Finally had a chance to read it this weekend. Reading the blurb on the back piqued my interest so I decided to give it a go. I would like to begin by saying I think I have a love/hate thing going on with this book. It is very reminiscent of teen movies about parties. The one that came to mind while reading was Can’t Hardly Wait starring Ethan Embry and Jennifer Love Hewitt. If anyone knows me, they know I absolutely adore the whole teen movie genre and pray to the alter of John Hughes. That was one of the reasons I initially picked up Party, it seemed like a fun read.
I’ll start with what I liked about it first–the good stuff. I really dig when there are several POVs revolving around one event. It is interesting to see how each person interprets what happens and how they interact with one another and the environment. It also gives the reader more insight into the event from different perspectives. Tom Leveen does an excellent job of giving each character an unique voice. I was able to tell each person apart from one another without having to flip back to the beginning of the chapter to she whose name was bolded in other to tell whose POV I was reading. It was well written and pretty funny. The story held my attention long enough for me to finish it in one setting. Since I get distracted very easily, that is most definitely a feat.
Now on to the not so good stuff. I’ll begin with the plot. It was almost like an episode of Skins. And not Skins UK but more like the watered down American version of Skins. It was drama-filled, formulaic and rather predictable. I felt there were too many life lessons the author was trying to convey to the reader and they all kind of lost their steam/power midway through the novel. While I was still pretty entertained, I wasn’t as invested in the characters as the story progressed. I felt like I was just roaming around the party, trying to find my keys and get the hell out there. But somehow I kept running to the characters and hearing them whine about problems that I no longer cared about during my search. It got kind of annoying.
I also didn’t care for the amount of characters. At least half of them really didn’t have a purpose other than to talk about the characters that were driving the plot. The story could’ve been told from the POVs of Beckett, Morrigan, Azize, Anthony, Max and Ashley and still could’ve worked. And with those characters, I only found myself attached to Beckett. She was the only one that came across as the most developed (though there were some logical flaws with her situation). The rest of the characters were stereotypes. And for the only two characters of color, pretty bad stereotypes.
Being African-American, I tend to look for how people of color are portrayed in YA Lit. So far, I have yet to come across a novel that handles them in a reasonable manner. It always seems as though there’s at least one TMF (token minority friend) that has been added to the cast to make it seem diverse and with that, it becomes fairly easy to cross the line into offensive territory. It also seems off like the TMF character is there for the soul purpose of allowing the other characters to say “It’s cool guys. I have a Black or Asian or Middle Eastern or Hispanic friend.” The characters are typically half-developed and lean more toward being stereotypes moreso than true characters. And this is the case with Anthony Lincoln. Anthony was described by what appears to be every other character as a “huge, black guy.” He plays football so he shows up at the party wearing a Oakland Raiders football jersey….lol okay. The characterization of Anthony put me in the mind of this trope.
Personally, I feel like the altercation between Anthony and Azize at the climax of novel was both unnecessary and kind of a cop-out. Anthony’s back story could have belong to any other character but I felt it was given to him because he was black. It seemed like it was there to soften the blow of the racial implications of a hate crime. Like it’s mildly better because a non-white person committed it. If that was going to be the driving force of the plot, I would’ve respected it more if an all-or-none approach was taken. If you were going to have this as a major plot point, then go all out. Don’t do it half-way because you would like to polish things over and have everything tied into neat little bow for the ending. A situation like that could not be fixed by a bros fist bump and an “I’m sorry” in real life. Not at all.
Would I recommend this book? Eh. Yes and no. While well-written and fun, I had problems with the plot, amount of characters and characterization of the characters of color. The story started off great but kind of got lost in the midst of things. Read it if you’re jonesing for a Skins US fix. Check out the book trailer below.



