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I have finally been reading the last part of The Book of Dust, and honestly I admire Pullman for trying to examine mental health and marginalised people through the lens of daemons. There are lots of interesting little moments that are really well realised

However, I do not think this was a good thing to explore through a story about Lyra becoming a boring adult and having to go on a quest to find 'her imagination' which for some reason involves falling in love with a man eleven years older than her who met her when she was a baby

Malcolm Polstead is fine in the first book when he is a kid, but in the two following novels he is both a university lecturer and a spy, and incredibly competent at all times. He comes off as both a Mary Sue and a bit of a self-insert