The Thousandth Floor Trilogy - Katharine McGee
The Thousandth Floor trilogy reminds me a lot of The Luxe by Anna Godbersen. It has the same glittering debutantes, the same underlying malice, the same catfighting and blackmailing and scheming. One thing I think it does have that The Luxe doesn’t is the element of surprise. I never quite knew what to expect of the characters, and I didn’t see most of the end coming.
I think there are a couple things that could have been improved. For example, I can think of at least three characters that didn’t really need to be in the story. Rylin and Cord seemed like a very peripheral character. I’m not really sure why she was involved in the story at all. In fact, by the end of The Towering Sky I had completely forgotten why I was even still reading about them. Their conflict is much lower-stakes than everyone else’s, and the fact that Rylin was stealing drugs from Cord is resolved in the first book. Yet they stick around for the next two. Calliope, the con artist introduced in The Dazzling Heights, feels like an unnecessary replacement for Eris, especially since she doesn’t even step into Avery’s role when Avery disappears. I definitely would have liked to see Calliope introduced in the first book because I enjoyed the idea of her as a character but I couldn’t justify her presence in the novels.
I was also a little confused and disgusted by the fact that Avery was in love with her adopted brother Atlas. Sure, an adopted sibling isn’t related by blood, but they’re still your sibling. So that was kinda gross. Worse than that, though, was the reasoning behind it. Avery, the genetically engineered child of mega-rich Pierson Fuller and his wife, is convinced that her DNA is programmed to love Atlas. Which makes no sense, especially as an explanation for what is clearly a teenage obsession. Atlas isn’t genetically engineered and appears equally unable to extricate himself from this romance, so this is a completely different issue, which was never addressed. And then Avery burns down her family’s penthouse and abandons her entire life.
At first I felt a little cheated by the ending. Absolutely no one got what was coming to them. Even Leda, who had by far the most for which to atone, suffered no real consequences for accidentally pushing Eris from the roof of the Tower because Avery took all the blame on herself. However, the more I thought about it, the more I liked how things turned out. Like, Avery didn’t end up with her dream boy on a tropical island sipping champagne. She left New York alone, unsure of herself but still stepping into a new life. Watt does what he has to with Nadia. Leda suffered a lot through the trilogy, so she finally found a kind of peace. Rylin and Cord ended up together, which was the only part that I managed to accurately predict, and Calliope managed to stay in New York to build a life for herself. Nobody was punished outright but they didn’t end up with what they wanted, either, and the end of The Towering Heights leaves them ready to pick up the pieces and move forward.
I ended up really liking Leda’s redemption arc. She is certainly painted as a villain in The Thousandth Floor. I was suspicious of her in The Dazzling Heights, despite her efforts to reform herself, but by the time The Towering Sky rolled around she had legitimately changed and I was all for it. She messed up, sure, but everybody does. It’s hard to move on from our mistakes, especially when we have to face the people who know about them every day. But Leda managed to pull herself out of a vicious cycle of drug addiction and blackmail, and become a genuinely caring person by the end of the books. She is very much a symbol of hope for readers who relate to her, trying to move on from deep-seated guilt and fear, but not sure how.
Overall, I enjoyed the trilogy. It kept me turning pages and sneaking the books into my job so I could read them at work. Despite my mild frustration, it was definitely worth the read.