The ​Isle of the Lost (Descendants 1.) 4 csillagozás

Melissa de la Cruz: The Isle of the Lost Melissa de la Cruz: The Isle of the Lost

Twenty ​years ago, all the evil villains were banished from the kingdom of Auradon and made to live in virtual imprisonment on the Isle of the Lost. The island is surrounded by a magical force field that keeps the villains and their descendants safely locked up and away from the mainland. Life on the island is dark and dreary. It is a dirty, decrepit place that's been left to rot and forgotten by the world.

But hidden in the mysterious Forbidden Fortress is a dragon's eye: the key to true darkness and the villains' only hope of escape. Only the cleverest, evilest, nastiest little villain can find it…who will it be?

Maleficent, Mistress of the Dark: As the self-proclaimed ruler of the isle, Maleficent has no tolerance for anything less than pure evil. She has little time for her subjects, who have still not mastered life without magic. Her only concern is getting off the Isle of the Lost.

Mal: At sixteen, Maleficent's daughter is the most talented student at… (tovább)

Eredeti megjelenés éve: 2015

Tagok ajánlása: Hány éves kortól ajánlod?

ASIN: B00URYVHVU · Felolvasta: Sophia Carson
320 oldal · ASIN: B00RY6YYR8
320 oldal · keménytáblás · ISBN: 9781484720974

Enciklopédia 5

Szereplők népszerűség szerint

Carlos De Vil · Evie · Jay · Mal

Kedvencelte 1

Várólistára tette 3

Kívánságlistára tette 6

Kiemelt értékelések

Melissa de la Cruz: The Isle of the Lost

Hát, érdekes alaphelyzet, igazából nem nagyon tudtam hova tenni: A jó és nemes Szörny Király (furi így magyarul leírva, de gőzöm sincs hogy mi a magyar neve) úgy döntött, hogy száműzi az összes „gonoszt ” (és ártatlan családtagjaikat) egy lakatlan szigetre, ahol nincs varázslat, de nem kell dolgozni és kb a Jók maradékából élnek a szigetlakók. Varázslatos. De a történet nem (egészen) ennek az egyértelmű egyenlőtlenségnek a leírása (és esetleg feltörése), hanem 4 kiválasztott gonosz csemete kalandja, ahogy (véletlenül) leverik a varázsbiztosítékot a sziget körüli falról.
Szóval a világ még talán érdekes lenne, de a túlságosan sztereotipizált karakterek folyamatos karakterjegyeinek ismétlése (gondolom, hogy megmaradjon az eredeti Disney jellegük (?)) kicsit lapossá és unalmassá tette a történetet.
Illetve az is kicsit zavart, hogy a 2x5 főszereplőn (meg egy-két plusz mellékszereplőn) kívül senki se jelenik meg a történetben. Értem hogy tartalékolni kell a következő kötetekre (remélem), de azért a Disney világban annyi-meg annyi történet van, hogy ennél azért egy kicsit több karakter is simán bemutatásra kerülhetett volna (mondjuk az egyik ismétlés helyett)

Remélem hamarosan kiszabadulnak a Rosszak, mert az sokkal érdekesebb, mint ötvenedszer is látni, hogy mi lett egyik-másik főgonoszból a semmittevéssel töltött évek során…

Melissa de la Cruz: The Isle of the Lost

”Once upon a time, during a time after all the happily-ever-afters, and perhaps even after the ever-afters after that, all the evil villains of the world were banished from the United Kingdom of Auradon and imprisoned on the Isle of the Lost.”

Nagyon könnyen és gyorsan olvasható történet tele humorral és megkedvelhető karakterekkel. Habár a film és a könyv története között kevés a hasonlóság mégis mind a kettő történet nagyon élvezhető és szerethető főleg azok számára akik imádják a régebbi Disney meséket vagy megszerették a filmet.
Összességében nekem nagyon tetszett.

Népszerű idézetek


Her mother had told her the story many times: how, twenty years ago, now, Maleficent had battled Prince Phillip as a great black fiery dragon but had been struck down, betrayed, by a weapon of justice and peace that some irritatingly good fairies had helped aim right into her heart. Maleficent had believed herself dead and passed from this world, but instead she had woken up the next day, alone and broken, on this terrible island.

The only remnant of the battle was the scar on her chest where the sword had struck, and every so often she would feel the phantom pain of that wound. She had told Mal many times how, when she woke up, she had realized that those awful good fairies had taken everything away from her—her castle, her home, even her favorite pet raven.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Mal · Malecifent

It wasn't as if he hadn't enjoyed dancing with her last night; he liked dancing with her fine, and stealing girls' hearts was practically a hobby. But it wasn't as fun as stealing other things, since hearts came with too many strings attached. And it certainly didn't pay as well.


“What are you two doing?” asked Anthony Tremaine, Lady Tremaine’s sixteen-year-old grandson, a tall, elegant boy with dark hair swept off a haughty forehead. His clothes were as worn and ragged as everyone else’s on the Isle, but somehow he always looked as if he was wearing custom tailoring. His dark leather coat was cut perfectly, his jeans the right dark wash. Maybe it was because Anthony had noble blood, and would probably have lived in Auradon except for his grandmother’s being, you know, evil and banished. At one point he’d tried to get everyone on the Isle to call him Lord Tremaine, but the villain kids had all just laughed in his face.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Mal

“Do you want something?” Mal asked Anthony coolly.

“Yes. To dance.” Anthony looked at her expectantly.

She looked at him, confused. “Wait—with me?” Nobody had ever asked her before. But she’d never really been to a party before either.

“Well, I didn’t mean him,” Anthony said, looking awkwardly at Jay. “No offense, man.”

“None taken.” Jay grinned broadly, knowing how uncomfortable this made Mal. He found it hilarious. “You two kids go have fun out there. Anthony, make sure you pick a slow song,” he said, as he slid away. “I have a step-granddaughter waiting for me.”

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Jay · Mal

Lonely, Mal thought. I was lonely. And so were they.

Evie, with her beauty-obsessed mother; Carlos, with his screeching harpy of a parent; Jay, the happy-go-lucky thief with a quick wit and dashing smile, who could steal anything in the world except his father’s heart.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Carlos De Vil · Evie · Jay · Mal

“It’s just my cat,” Carlos said. “I got her when I was little.” He added sheepishly, “She’s one of Lucifer’s litter. She’s my evil sidekick.”

“Oh, cool. I got one too. You know, at my birthday party,” said Evie. “Mine is Othello, a baby parrot—well, not such a baby anymore. Othello’s got quite the mouth on him too. Not sure where he learned all those words.”

“Cool—you got one of Iago’s babies? I got two electric eels—Lagan and Derelict. You know, from Flotsam and Jetsam. They’re huge now. Monsters,” said Jay. “They hardly fit in their aquarium anymore.”(…)

“What’s your evil sidekick?” Evie asked, turning to Mal.

Mal colored. She remembered exactly when they had each received their sidekicks—at that fabulous party long ago, to which she had not been invited. “I don’t have one,” she said shortly.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Carlos De Vil · Evie · Jay · Mal

With a whoop, the four descendants of the world’s greatest villains ran through the crowded streets of the Isle of the Lost, causing havoc, stealing and plundering together while the citizens of the island ran the other way. They were truly rotten to the core.

Even Mal started to feel better.

And in fact, as they laughed and sang, Mal wondered if this was what happiness was like.

Because even though the four of them weren’t quite friends yet, they were the closest things they had to it.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Carlos De Vil · Evie · Jay · Mal

Forever, as it turns out, is quite a long time. Longer than an enchanted princess can sleep. Longer, even, than an imprisoned maiden’s tower of golden hair. Longer than a week of being turned into a frog, and certainly much longer than waiting for a prince to finally get around to placing that glass slipper on your foot already.


“What in Lucifer’s name?” Mal cried as the cup disappeared from her fingers. She hesitated for a second before realization hit. “Give it back, Jay,” she said, hands on her hips, addressing the empty space on the sidewalk.
He snickered. It was so much fun when Mal was mad. “Make me.”
“Jay!” she snarled. “Make you what? Bruise? Bleed? Beg? Thief’s choice, today.”
“Fine. Jeez,” he said as he slunk out from the shadows. “Mmm, pressed hot mud, my favorite.” He handed her back her cup, feeling wistful.
Mal took a sip and grimaced. “Actually, it’s disgusting, you can have it. You look hungry.”
“Really?” He perked up. “Thanks, Mal. I was starving.”
“Don’t thank me, it’s particularly awful today. I think they threw some raw toads into the brew this morning,” she said.
“Bonus! Extra protein.”

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Jay · Mal

If Mal lived above a shop, Jay, son of Jafar, actually lived inside one, sleeping on a worn carpet beneath a shelf straining under ancient television sets with manual dials, radios that never worked, and telephones that had actual cords attached to them. His father had been the former grand vizier of Agrabah, feared and respected by all, but that was a long time ago, and the evil enchanter was now the proprietor of Jafar’s Junk Shop, and Jay, his only son and heir, was also his sole supplier. If Jay’s destiny had once been to become a great prince, only his father remembered it these days.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Jay

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