Jellicoe Road is a book that people either adore or hate, and by December of last year, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to know why people were constantly raving about Melina Marchetta and her books, especially this one. I knew Jellicoe Road was good as soon as I closed it, and as I sit here trying to write this review I’m only just now realizing how good it is.Where do I even start with this review? Because let me tell you, Marchetta is a master of her craft. Should I start with the flawlessly plotted albeit sometimes confusing storyline? Or perhaps the fact that Marchetta could send a swell of emotions crashing into me with about two lines of dialogue?If you look at it from a pragmatic standpoint (great plot, great writing), Jellicoe Road is a masterpiece. But let’s be honest--it’s the characters that make this story. I loved that Taylor was badass but just a little bit broken. I loved how sometimes the various characters’ affection for each other came across as begrudging, but you knew that their emotions ran so much deeper than that. And even though Marchetta’s story about these characters might seem unrealistic at first, when I thought about it, I realized it could take place anywhere.I’m not sure that this review is particularly coherent anymore, and I won’t guarantee that you are going to love Jellicoe Road. Even if you’re not sure, I’d give it a shot. For me, all the confusion I felt trying to read this book was worth it in the end.