I liked a lot of the elements here. The moving castle itself is a fantastic idea, and I adored Sophie. I also liked her sisters and the family relationship between them. But when push came to shove, I liked the first half of the book a lot more than the second. The closer it got to the end, the more frenetic it became. I'm not just talking about the typical building-up-to-climax that happens with most books; rather I mean the mish-mashing together of all sorts of elements, shoving new things in and not quite exploring them enough before the next element came along. All this over-complication was resolved a little too quickly for my tastes, and I found the romance utterly unconvincing.