Like many of the dystopian novels of today, Red Rising has a complex caste structure. Their system is based on color, Golds being the highest and Reds being the lowest. This is all made abundantly clear as we hear Darrow’s story.
Darrow is a miner and lives inside Mars along with the rest of his fellow Reds. It has been thrust upon them to ensure the survival of the human race. These people have been sent to mine and make ready Mars for habitation.
Maybe that was their original mission but decades later Darrow finds out he is little more than a slave who is extracting precious materials and risking his life daily for a caste of citizens who could not care if he lived or died.
Upon learning this he is thrust into a world of rebels and forced into a transformation that will completely change his way of life. Infiltrate Gold from the inside.
I have to say I enjoyed this novel… until I realized ALL dystopian novels have a fromula!! What?! No!!! Sadly, after I realized that I couldn’t love it as much as I had initially. I would recommend this book to anyone who loves the genre and I am still going to proceed with the rest of the series, but on a slightly jaded note.
“I am no martyr. I am not vengeance. I am Eo’s dream.” – Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“Death isn’t empty like you say it is. Emptiness is life without freedom, Darrow. Emptiness is living chained by fear, fear of loss, of death. I saw we break those chains. Break the chains of fear and you break the chains that bind us to the Golds, to the Society.” – Pierce Brown, Red Rising
“I killed their pack leader,’ Servo says when I ask why the wolves follow him. He looks me up and down and flashes me an impish grin from beneath the wolf pelt. ‘Don’t worry, I wouldn’t fit in your skin.’ ” – Pierce Brown, Red Rising
The Hunger Games – Suzanne Collins
Rot and Ruin – Jonathan Maberry
Divergent – Veronica Roth