July 2009 by Feiwel and Friends
352 pages--Goodreads
All her world’s a stage.
Bertie Shakespeare Smith is not an actress, yet she lives in a theater. She’s not an orphan, but she has no parents. She knows every part, but she has no lines of her own. That is, until now.
Welcome to the Théâtre Illuminata, where the actors of every play ever written can be found behind the curtain. They were born to play their parts, and are bound to the Théâtre by The Book—an ancient and magical tome of scripts. Bertie is not one of them, but they are her family—and she is about to lose them all and the only home she has ever known.
I don't have much to say about this book. I actually liked the premise a lot more than the actual book because the STUPID love triangle got in the way of including an actual plot. We've got the manipulating bad boy, Ariel, who we know we can't trust but Bertie is inexplicably drawn to him and the nice guy Nathan, who would be just fine as a friend, but he's turned into a romantic interest to create tension and then nothing actually happens. It was all completely contrived and unsatisfying because it crowded out an actual plot. What little plot manages to squeeze in is jumbled, disjointed.
I did get a kick out of the allusions to Shakespeare's plays.
Theater buffs may like it, but I didn't care much for it, even though the cover is gorgeous.
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