At page 59: I intensely dislike Tate and I've hardly even started the book. Let me count the reasons why.
1. She's "independent" from her parents, wanting to sell her art. She's made disparaging comments about growing up stinking rich, expected to marry a stinking rich man and have stinking rich children. BUT, she's still living on her trust fund 'til she gets started.
2. She wants to move into Golgotham because it's "so real". As opposed to the rest of New York which is apparently filled with what? She's an artist, isn't she supposed to be able to look beneath the surface and see life, beauty, etc?
3. I actually believed Tate when she thought she had to restrain herself from patting the Centaur on the rump and saying "good horsey". Out of almost any other UF main character, this comment would have been delivered with a sarcastic edge and been funny. It came out all too real sounding in this scene.
I could go on, but why bother. Tate comes across as a gawking tourist in Golgotham. You know the kind I mean, the really annoying ones who talk down to the natives. Collins may have wanted to use Tate's explorations in order to introduce us to a fantastic world, but she should have gone about it in a different way. So far Tate could be called naive and tactless at best.
Final thoughts after forcing myself to finish:
I'd like to say the book improved, but I honestly can't. I still dislike Tate and none of the other characters really stand-out for me. It doesn't really make up for the rest of the book, but there was a moment of brilliance. I loved the sculpture army and would have paid money to see their march on Boss M's lair.