You probably won’t remember, but during my road trip, this is one of the books I picked up. I honestly couldn’t think of a book more appropriate to take with me from Milan than The Demon Catchers of Milan.
Mia is your average American teenager–she struggles with algebra, doesn’t get much attention from boys, and has an overbearing Italian-American dad. But when a tortured and vengeful demon possesses her, she learns the truth of her family’s heritage. She is descended from a long line of demon catchers from Milan, Italy.
Her relatives exorcise the demon from her body, but it manages to evade their capture. With the demon on the loose, Mia is in grave danger. Her uncle convinces her father that she must move to Milan, to the family’s home, the only place where she will be safe. Thrust into a foreign culture and alone among strangers who claim to be her family, Mia tries to makes sense of this bizarre new world. But with a powerful demon chasing after her, will she even get the chance?
Reading the blurb, I expected this to be about a girl, Mia, learning how to catch demons, discovering how to live in a completely different culture and finding out more about her family.
I was partly right. She does discover a different culture, adapts to it and she does find out more about her family, more or less. What doesn’t happen? She doesn’t actually learn to catch demons. She just… Hops along every single time, gets to “help” sometimes, but in the end, she’s stuck at the sideline.
I say I learned a language in order to ask for breakfast; I think I learned it in order to understand gossip, too.
I expected more out of this story. I expected Mia to be trained, really trained. I didn’t think catching demons would be about ringing a bell, chanting and lighting candles. Is it just me or does that sound a bit.. lame?
I thought I’d get an action-packed novel full of demons and bad-ass Mia, but what I got was a girl who let herself be pushed to the sideline, accepting that she wasn’t told anything and had to figure out everything by herself. So far for becoming a Demon Catcher..
This world was such a strange place, if it had both gods and cell phones in it.
Even though the writing was good, I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that there was more to do about the food in Italy than actual demons. Okay, I know, I have a blog that links food to books, but that doesn’t mean I prefer food over demon catching in a story?! Although I have to admit that the food sounded wonderful and yum and.. *drool*
Oh, and did I mention she has a crush on her cousin? Like insta-love that keeps popping up along the story! Another thing I couldn’t really agree on..
As for the end of this book? I seriously thought I still had a chapter, or maybe even two, to go but nope. Out of the blue a page with “Acknowledgements” appeared in front of me and I literally said “What the actual..?!” Should I mention that I said it pretty loudly and almost gave my boyfriend a heart attack?
So apparently there’s a sequel. And obviously, I’m not really planning on reading it.. Too bad, because I really wanted to like the book I bought in Milan about Demon Catchers in Milan..
Because I did like how fluently it was written, I’m going with two stars instead of one.
2 / 5
And a plate of fresh, hand-made ravioli that I ate in.. Milan! Honestly, that was by far the best pasta I ever ate in my entire life and I’m addicted to anything pasta. I need to go back there someday!
I paid full-price for this novel. All opinions are entirely my own. I’m not being compensated in any way.