For a book
scoring above our monthly average, we were pretty critical. Steve summed it up:
a readable tale with some very pertinent lines about modern life and
relationships, but hampered by its length, its silly and increasingly
unbelievable plot, and by being written by an American for Americans.
So we found it
easy to read, creating tension well. We were hooked by the plot and looked
forward to reading it. It quickly gripped as a roller coaster crime thriller with
an excellent plot, a proper page-turning novel that had enough twists and turns
for most people and probably too many for some. For some, despite the
irritating Americanisms, destruction of English and silly punctuation, this was
an enjoyable read.
We liked the portrayal
of middle class America both in New York and in small town US, the effects of
the financial crisis on them, the insights into the media industry and some
insights into marriage: do we know the people we live with? That feeling of
being stuck and powerless…The mechanics of the way it was done with the
alternating points of view and the different means of communicating, her first
via the diary and then later in the first person generally worked well.
But it was let
down by implausible and shallow characterisation, (though some got involved
with the characters, especially when they became nasty) and an increasingly
unbelievable plot, a story telling mess, though Steve rather liked the gradual
winding down of the tension and the ‘can’t live with ‘me, can’t live without
‘em’ sentiment, with an extra order of unease and ‘what next?' thrown in.
Incompetent
police (for example, the anti-freeze poisoning would have been detectable in
her hair samples, which she placed in various locations), unreal parents
(Amy’s), unmemorable supporting cast were frustrating. Bring back Eagleby if
you want a real sociopath, said Richard. And why all the swearing (some of us
hadn’t noticed)?
Neil summed It
up: for me this was a crime suspense thriller of sorts with a difference. Interestingly
told and pretty well put together and I looked forward to picking it up far
more than the current book I am reading (or possibly the one we will be reading
next).
Richard: Such a
good score because of the skilled plotting and page-turning writing; such a bad
score (for me) because of the clichéd writing and the lack of any depth or
substance to the characterisations.
Questions: were
we just a bit jaded by all the thrillers we have been reading? Were we being
set up at the end for the sequel?
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