❝ In the future, humans live in city-like spaceships orbiting far above Earth’s toxic atmosphere. No one knows when, or even if, the long-abandoned planet will be habitable again. But faced with dwindling resources and a growing populace, government leaders know they must reclaim their homeland… before it’s too late. Now, one hundred juvenile delinquents are being sent on a high-stakes mission to recolonize Earth. After a brutal crash landing, the teens arrive on a savagely beautiful planet they’ve only seen from space. Confronting the dangers of this rugged new world, they struggle to form a tentative community. But they’re haunted by their past and uncertain about the future. To survive, they must learn to trust – and even love – again.❞
So this was a disappointment. I realize now that I should not have started reading The 100 with the expectation that it would be nearly as good as the TV adaptation. Because it is not, not even close. However, for reviewing purposes, I’ll focus solely on the book.
I got drawn in by the promise of an original concept. The idea of the human race living in space sounded interesting to me. The concept of one hundred (teenage) criminals being send to Earth sounded even better. I fell in love with the concept and was excited to start reading The 100 because it had so much potential. Unfortunately the actual story did not live it up to it. There was almost no information about how the human race remained alive in space or why they had to go there to survive in the first place. I had expected the ground storyline to be all about survival, about building a new society. Instead the story was mainly about hormones flying all over the place, with lots of kissing and useless drama.