Considerably less exciting than Mistborn...mostly because it focuses on the inner world of Vin, and her insecurities and lack of self understanding aren't compelling enough to sustain a narrative of this length.

The overlaid story of armies NOT DOING ANYTHING for the majority of the book did not add much in terms of story pacing either.

Overall, this is a real Robert Jordan kind of book. Pointless maneuvering, lots of "girls are so confuuuuuusing!" nonsense, and a series of unsatisfying resolutions serve only to set up the third book.

The prose was even less polished than I'd expect from an accomplished author...Vin repeatedly self refers as an "urchin", for pete's sake.

A big old meh.