I quite enjoyed The Selection, I thought that it had potential and that The Elite would take that potential and make this series huge. However I was incredibly surprised to find that this book is probably the worst second book in a series that I have ever read. By that I mean: I was able to finish this book because it wasn’t boring per se but I dis-liked this book and the main character so much that I actually think I won’t even bother with the last one.
The Elite was very frustrating. The first things I thought when I finished this book and closed the back cover was “What the hell did I just read? What the hell just happened? What the hell is going on? And why the hell does Maxon like America?!”, seriously. This book confused me. The main perpetrator? The romance.
The romance and the love triangle was so forced it felt like America was two completely different people when she was around Maxon and then around Aspen. Whenever Maxon was in her line of sight she was in love with him but whenever Aspen was in her line of sight she was head over heels for him instead. She kept flicking backwards and forwards between to the two like a boomerang. It was ridiculous! She was ridiculous! They were ridiculous! I’m not sure why either of them are even interested in her, she clearly doesn’t know what she wants or who she wants. It just felt like Cass was trying to make the book interesting by forcing the love triangle. It failed, miserably.
In The Selection I wanted to hear and see more of the rebels. In The Elite we got a bit more but the scenes felt placed, it didn’t seem to flow very well. Although the rebels never felt dangerous, they never felt like they were a real threat. Maxon’s father felt more like a threat.
The Elite lost all of the humour that I loved in The Selection. I found America to be whiny, indecisive, pretty horrible. I simply couldn’t find her funny because I disliked her way too much for how indecisive and selfish she was.