So, I can't find a good description, but this book is basically about Achilles and his boyfriend Patroclus being all Greek and stuff.
This is one of those books that right from the start you think to yourself, "This is going to hurt me." and it does. It does hurt you. Not as badly as I had expected, but it was still there.
Written from Patroclus' point of view, it starts off with how much his father hates him and what a disappointment he is, which normally I would mind but later in the story it's all nice because Achilles (who is basically perfect) loves him even though he is an exiled prince. Anyway, he's sent to live with Achilles' dad at a young age. They grow up together, learn from Chiron together, and go to Troy together.
Yeah, that's where it hurts you.
Based off the Iliad, It's not written from a historical perspective, but from a mythological one (Achilles' mother is literally a goddess, they hang out with the centaur Chiron, etc). However, it skips the cheese and delves straight into the story, stark yet graceful, just as the Greeks would believe themselves to be.
Written from Patroclus' point of view, it starts off with how much his father hates him and what a disappointment he is, which normally I would mind but later in the story it's all nice because Achilles (who is basically perfect) loves him even though he is an exiled prince. Anyway, he's sent to live with Achilles' dad at a young age. They grow up together, learn from Chiron together, and go to Troy together.
Yeah, that's where it hurts you.
Based off the Iliad, It's not written from a historical perspective, but from a mythological one (Achilles' mother is literally a goddess, they hang out with the centaur Chiron, etc). However, it skips the cheese and delves straight into the story, stark yet graceful, just as the Greeks would believe themselves to be.
All this being said, the Greeks are still dicks, and Miller does nothing to glorify them, only makes it clear that the Greeks glorify themselves.
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