Name: The Deerslayer
ISBN: 9780451529398

James Fenimore Cooper

The first of the five Leatherstocking tales recalls Natty Bumpo's adventures as a young man among the Delaware Indians of New York State where he must engage in tribal warfare, forcing him to kill the enemy and face a new kind of danger. Reissue.

The Deerslayer

Dimitris Papastergiou

This wasn't for me.

I love the era, I love the historical theme of it, I love the old west, I love stories with native americans... and I mainly love everything about the 1800s. 

What I hate though is the authors who was pretty clear they were racists, sexists and all that shit, you want the time being what it was and all that shit, they should have known better than that, like other authors who weren't racist back then, or even the exact opposite, at least not in a show-y way.

I hate the fact that Cooper pretty much tells you that Indians are savages and bad, white men are the best thing to happen and women are useless empty minded (YEAP, he said that) and pretty much all that shit put together is a sad day for any book. 

I don't mind a character being racist or sexist or whatever the fuck, I mind the author describing shit and being racist about it or having the norm of his/her characters being THAT. 

Other than that, we now go to the story, the story was too simplistic for my liking, with shit happening for no reason without realism half the time, that's what got me out of the story one too many times (example, indian dude being killed and while dying he's pretty much complimenting Deerslayer and he's renaming him Hawkeye...I mean, c'mon, like, I'm trying to kill you and while I fail doing so, I'm dying and I suddenly realize how good your skills of killing me were that I have to give you a name..) FUCK. THAT. My main problem with the story was shit like that happening. 

Other than that it's a typical old west story with a bad ending that I didn't care for or liked, but it was so bad that I had to write about it now, so that loses another star.

Gonna admit that it had some ok moments that I thought it was gonna get better, but it did not and it felt like a chore after awhile, then it would get interesting a bit, and then go downhill again, so at the end of the day, I'd rather watch an episode of Little House on the Prairie than read this or anything like that again. 

PS. I'm still going to read The Last of the Mohicans right now (the whole reason I read this in the first place)