
Poor Percy. If he thought he had questions before, he’s clearly in over his head. And now he’s on the run with his mother. It’s kind of funny seeing him cope with the situation, actually. All he can think to ask is whether Grover and Sally know each other. They don’t really explain other than to say that they knew OF each other. Umm, okay, I’m going to assume that means that she knows that someone like Grover has been keeping an eye on Percy and leave it alone.
Percy notices that Grover not only looks like a barnyard animal from the waist down, he also smells like one, a wet one to be exact. He does the natural thing and asks him what he is, and Grover STILL won’t tell him, saying, “That isn’t important right now.” Holy crap, Grover, just when IS it going to be important. Haven’t you screwed with his head enough already? You suck, Grover.
Then Percy commits a cardinal sin by mistakenly saying that Grover is half donkey.
He’s not half donkey. He’s half goat. A satyr. He warns that some satyrs would sample him for such an insult. But honestly, that’s gentle and merciful compared to what satyrs were generally known for doing in ancient mythology. There’s no nice way to describe their behavior. Let’s just say that it wasn’t nice.
Percy points out what most people think of satyrs: that they’re a myth. Grover’s still upset about being called part donkey. On the one hand, mislabeling a satyr would be a huge mistake given what they would do in myths. On the other hand, Grover has done nothing but lie and gas light Percy for literal months. Where does he get off getting indignant with Percy on this? He’s been terrible to him.
So Grover FINALLY reveals his hand and asks Percy if the ladies by the roadside or Ms. Dodds were myths. When Percy asserts that he wasn’t crazy all along, and asks why they’d be so terrible to him, Grover tells him that he less he knew the less monsters he’d attract. They put “the mist” over teachers and students hoping that he’d think he was hallucinating, but it didn’t stop him from realizing who he was.
Okay, this raises a few questions I have to ask. The first one is, why not just take talk to Sally immediately and tell her he needs to go to the camp she already knew about? Heck, the movie, for all its flaws, actually might have gotten that aspect better. I don’t want to go too deeply into it because I intend to do a review of the film adaptations in the future, but I’m reviewing these works in order of their release. But in the movie, the moment Dodds reveals herself to be a monster, Brunner and Grover agree that it’s time for him to go to camp, and Grover goes to tell Sally.
In way I’m glad they didn’t do that, though, as we had to see Percy with his mother. That’s the only chance we get to see how much she means to him, but it came at the cost of everyone else around him playing potentially devastating mind games with him in an attempt to keep him in the dark that ultimately failed anyway.
All they have to show for their troubles is making someone they’re supposed to protect question his sanity. That’s a terrible decision.
The second question is, why couldn’t they just come up with some other idea, like maybe Ms. Dodds just went crazy and he had to defend himself, or something like that? That likely would have left him less confused, and certainly would have been more convincing. Because to act like he just had a hallucination out of nowhere, that could cause lasting, possibly permanent psychological damage to him. It’s really hard to justify that, and I have to take a point off for that.
They both tell him that there’s too much to explain, while Sally nervously looks in the rear view mirror as they tear down the road. As Grover tells him it’s, “Not much. Just the lord of the dead, and a few of his bloodthirstiest minions,” still upset over Percy calling him a donkey. Hmm, maybe that’s the satyr equivalent of a racial slur or something, who knows?
2

Sally gets more tense by the minute, and takes them past some strawberry fields. I think this might come back later. Maybe. Just maybe. Percy senses Sally’s tension, and it’s really starting to freak him out, especially after he thinks he sees something big in the shadows.
Percy finally puts 2 and 2 together and guesses that they’re going to that summer camp that Sally didn’t want to take him to. And since he doesn’t know jack about what he’s dealing with, he doesn’t understand the connection with the old ladies. Grover finally acts helpful and tells Percy those were the Fates. And he says that they only cut that string “When you’re about to…when someone’s about to die.”
Really, REALLY freaked out now, Percy points out that Grover was clearly referring to him. Grover deflects, and the conversation goes into some B-level vaudeville, before Sally shuts them up. Percy can see something really bad is coming up, but before he can process what’s going on, there’s a bang.
He’s not really sure what it actually was, but it feels like the car exploded, which is how a bad car accident can feel. When I was 3, I was in a horrible accent that I probably shouldn’t have survived, and to this day I still have a fain memory of the truck approaching, and the blast of the car getting hit. Percy doesn’t know quite what happened, but it’s a good bet that it might have something to do with what’s coming.
Sally is getting out of the car which has been flipped on its side. Percy notices Grover, with is eyes closed, moaning, “Food.” Man, he must have really been heavily concussed. Either way, he’s not going to be doing anything for a while.
He sees what looks like a figure the size of a large football player with a blanket over his head and his arms raised. Okay, Percy’s kind of being thick here. He knows Grover is a Satyr. He knows that Dodds was a Fury, and he knows he saw the Fates. Does he really think this is just a regular dude? Really?
Sally tells Percy to get out of the car, saying there’ a big tree he needs to head to. He sees it, which she tells him is the property line. There’s a big farmhouse he needs to go to. Sally wants him to leave her behind, and run, but he won’t without her and Grover. She insists she can’t go there, but he won’t listen, helping Grover out of the car, forcing her to help.
She’s not responding much, mostly overtaken by fear. Clearly, this is something she’s been fearing for years. The big guy heading for him gets closer and Percy sees huge arms swinging at its side, making him realize that what looked like horns actually were horns, and the huge thing that looked like his head, was its head. He still can’t quite process what he’s seeing, but he notices that it’s making grunting noises and lumbering towards them “like a bull.”
Gosh, I wonder what this might be.
Percy gets more insistent that his mother help him get Grover with him, and that he’ll take her with him, though she seems to dismiss the idea, and so he starts pulling Grover out of the car himself. But Sally says that it doesn’t want them. They want him. More importantly, she says she can’t make it past the boundary line. But he won’t listen to her, and he takes Grover, and she reluctantly helps him. It turns out to be a good thing, for Grover at least, as there’s no why he could’ve moved Grover on his own.
Percy looks back at what’s chasing them and sees a seven foot man over-muscled almost beyond belief. Enormous strong arms. Then, we have to have something that takes me straight out of the book momentarily, as it says that it’s wearing underwear, “I mean bright white Fruit of the Looms- which would have been funny, except that the top half of his body was so scary.”
He has a hairy torso and the head of a bull, with a ringed nose, and razor sharp horns. It doesn’t take a lot of thinking to figure out what this is. More importantly, the closer this thing gets, the worse Percy’s chances get.
Before I go further, however, I really need to go into that bit about what it’s wearing. White underwear. Again, Rick has thrown a sight gag into a novel, which is an odd choice, to say the least. Jokes are, of course, complicated, and it’s up to the individual reader whether this was a funny gag. To be fair, I’m older than the target audience, but even when I was Percy’s age I likely would have rolled my eyes at that line.
But to me it wasn’t a funny gag, and it came at the expense of a lot of the tension in the scene. Here we have Sally, his mother, who can’t possibly fight this thing, Grover, who’s unconscious and helpless, and Percy himself, who’s so in over his head that he has no idea what to do. There are times when humor or levity can help, but his seems more like the many, many failed gags Rian Johnson put in The Last Jedi which did nothing but take a good portion of he audience out of the story, and failed even to help with a little laugh. I kinda have to take a point off for that. It doesn’t ruin the scene for me, but if the book itself is saying that it would have looked funny otherwise, it’s basically telling you, “This is a joke. Please laugh, so you don’t think this is getting too dark.”
But I think this needs to get this dark. This is the moment where Percy realizes what he’s up against, and that it’s not going to get any easier. We don’t need jokes here. There’s a scene seven chapters later when, during a fight, there is a moment of levity that’s done really well, and legitimately made me laugh. But this wasn’t the time for it.
And, while yes, again, it’s hard to judge the value of humor, I encourage anyone who thinks I’m being too hard on this gag to look at the image at the top. It’s the German cover for The Lightning Thief. Set aside the terrible perspective of Percy leaping over the Minotaur like he’s trying to be put on Minoan pottery, or the fact that the Manhattan skyline shouldn’t be visible from more than an hour’s drive away, the Minotaur in a pair of tighty-whities just looks dumb.
Sally identifies it as Pasiphae’s son. Percy’s about to say what it is: the Minotaur, but Sally cuts him off, saying that names have power. Umm, I hate to be THAT guy, but “Minotaur” isn’t the monster’s name. It’s name was Asterion. The Minotaur is what it is. That’s akin to saying that mentioning the word wolf will get you attacked by a pack of wolves. I’m not sure where they’re going for with the idea of names having power, but it would help if they actually mentioned the actual name of the Minotaur if they’re going to do that.
Sorry, but that’s a little silly.
They’re still too far away from the tree, but Percy notices that the minotaur isn’t exactly moving towards them with any urgency. Sally knows what he’s thinking, and points out that he has terrible eyesight, and is mostly going by sound and smell, but he’ll find them eventually. Okay, how does she know that? I get that she knows that there are people and creatures around who could help or hurt Percy, but how does she know enough details about it that she knows what weaknesses it has? For all I know, Percy’s father left her a primer on these things, but I do think it’s a little bit odd.
Then the minotaur picks up the car, and throws it at them. It skids down the road and explodes. I feel the need to quote Dr. Doofenshmirtz from Phineas and Ferb and ask a very simple question: “Why does everything explode so easily?” Maybe a lightning bolt did it, but honestly if one didn’t, the car would, at worst, just catch fire and burn. Gasoline isn’t as volatile as bad action movies have led us to believe. But hey, maybe something did set it off. It’s kind of funny seeing Percy remember Gabe’s warning to leave “not a scratch” on the Camaro. Well, at least that’s not what they’ll notice.
Sally warns Percy that it’s going to charge. They need to wait till the last second and jump out of the ways when it does. Percy asks how she knew this and she says she’s been worried about something like this happening. Okay, this one makes more sense to me. All you need to know is how a bull charges to know that they can’t change directions well. Just watch a matador. Well, the first half, at least. Don’t watch the second half. Seriously, don’t do it. Don’t.
It charges and they split up, and Percy sees just how unpleasant it looks and smells. Rotten meat with dark, ugly eyes. The minotaur charges, and goes for Percy, and at the last second, he dives out of the way, an, just as she said, it works. Finally, he sees the valley beyond the tree where they’re trying to go. They’re too far away.
The minotaur gets ready to charge again, but this time it’s looking in the direction of Sally who’s set and unconscious Grover on the ground. It charges at her, and she tries the same trick again, but it doesn’t work this time. It reaches out and grabs her by the neck, lifting her off the ground. She looks helplessly at Percy and manages to get out one word to him desperately, “Go!”
And this is a moment that I find powerful. Sally knows she’s doomed. The only thing she wants is for Percy to survive. She’d be horrified by the thought of him putting himself at risk in a vain attempt to fight this monster to save her. She has no chance, and she knows it. She just wants him to live. But her time is up. The minotaur closes his fist around her neck and she dissolves into a golden form and vanishes.
This sends Percy into a rage.
3

Filled with rage, Percy sees the minotaur look over at Grover and determines he won’t lost any more. He screams at it to get its attention, and it charges at him. He plans to do what he did and his mother failed to do, but the monster learned its lesson again. However, Percy manages to make a jump he didn’t think he could pull off, and manages to get on the beast’s head, holding onto on of he horns. The minotaur tries hard to throw Percy off, but it’s just not working.
Grover’s mutterings get its attention, and it turns to charge him. Percy can’t warn him, so he musters all the strength he can, pulls back on one of the horns and snaps it off. In its rag, the minotaur throws Percy off, and he hits his head on a rock, leaving him woozy. Struggling to stay conscious, he takes the horn in his hand, dodges the charging minotaur at the last second and jams it into its side by its ribcage, causing it do disintegrate the same way the Fury did, dissolving into dust, kind of like how killed vampires in Buffy die.
Now that it’s over, the fear, grief, pain, and exhaustion catch up to Percy. He barely manages to take Grover across the property line, then passes out on the porch of the farm house. He briefly gets a glimpse of a fan overhead, a familiar bearded man and a very pretty blonde girl, who says, “He’s the on. He must be.”
The other guy tells her, “Silence, Annabeth. He’s still conscious. Bring him inside.”
I can’t help but think that we’ll be seeing more of her going forward.
This is more like it. The first scene had an action scene, but it was literally over before Percy could even process what was going on. This one lets Percy actually take on the challenge, knowing what he’s going up against. The only gripes I had with this chapter were Grover being kind of hypocritical and upset at Percy, considering how dishonest and potentially damaging he was to him, and well, the underwear on the minotaur. Rick didn’t even need to describe how it looked below the waist, and it could have been just as effective. It’s not like he doesn’t have Percy do that in later chapters, so why not?
Score: 6:10 It could have been better, but we finally got to see Percy face real peril and make it out alive on his own merits. And now we’re finally going to get to know what everyone wanted him to go to.
1 German Lightning Thief Cover
2 Donkey


