I love Pat Conroy's books but I just couldn't get through this one. Maybe it was the narrator, not sure.
Like so many of the other reviewers, I am a long-time and devoted Conroy fan. And there is no doubt the man can put the words together. His descriptions are pitch perfect. Unfortunately, in South of Broad, the story itself does not hold up its end of the bargain. Takes too long to get started, and it feels to me as if the descriptions and lovely writing style obscure the lack of story. I just hope that it wasn't on purpose.
Because Pat Conroy is my all-time favorite writer, I set aside quality listening time to regale in his latest novel. Now I have spent the equivalent listening hours to determine why South of Broad was such a great disappointment.
1) The reader was aweful. He did southern accent okay .. it's just that all the southern accents were so similar that I couldn't tell which character was speaking without a "he said" or "she said" to indicate.
2) The characters were stereotypical and predictable. No surprises, even at the end when we were, I think, supposed to be shocked.
3) There was no subletly ... every nuance was clearly elucidated like Conroy didn't trust his own writing to deliver underlying thoughts, feelings or motives without explanation.
4) Attempts to make each of the characters memorable failed. I kept waiting to care about what happened to them, and just couldn't muster the empathy.
5) Despite its length, there was a sense of abridgement ... like the story was maintained but not the Conroy essence of it. When I fell asleep during part 2 I didn't bother to backup and listen to the hour I had missed, and predictably important plot parts of the missed scene were rehashed a few times
This novel is not representative of the man who brought us The Great Santini, Prince of Tides, Lords of Discipline, etc...
The few pages devoted to descriptions of Charleston are very nice. The rest is told with outhouse language; profanity, obscenity and unnecessary gutter prose. The message, once said is maudlin and repetitive. I expected much better.
My expectations were low but I thought I could at least rely on Conroy's lush language. Not even that can salvage a book with such a collection of stereotyped characters and dialogue so bad that it reads like something I wrote in high school. If you're new to Conroy, listen to another of his books!
I adore Pat Conroy, and that is why I was so disappointed in this novel. It seemed as if he was trying to rewrite Beach Music but assigning the characters different identities. It was way too forced, and just didn't work for me. Sigh... I gave it 2 stars because, even with a bad story line, Mr. Conroy manages to weave such beautiful patterns with the english language. 2 stars for the prose!
First of all, the narration is hideoous. How long are people going to keep forgetting that maybe one in 10 people can pull off a southern accent? Poor "Mole-ly". Peter McNicol narrated a gorgeous version of Beach Music without having to drawl through it and that is what should have been done with this book. Now, as for the prose, readers have always had to indulge little Pat his ideosyncracies to get through his better fiction, but it sees that we have now become enablers. This is self indulgent nonsense. Conroy has never been as good at writing dialog as in describing scenes and action but this latest effort is really just juvenile. Waste of time, his and ours.
I hear voices. But maybe that's because there's always an Audible book in my ear.
No, this isn't fine literature -- but it is 20 hours of an impeccably read story. The narration is superb. The characters are well developed and very real. While I prefer to be astounded or amazed, this is simply a very good listen -- and well worth a credit.
It has been at least 10 years since Pat Conroy had written a sweeping passionate great American novel. South of Broad left me wishing there was another page another chapter. Write about anything but most importantly what happens next even if it means that they changed a diaper and went to the grocery store. Mr. Conroy's love of the English language gives the reader that rare joy of both enjoying the plot as well as enjoying the way the sentences float onto the pages as if delivered by an Angel and not a bic pen. A Conroy novel will never disappoint you and this installment takes it to an entirely new level. Treat yourself, spoil yourself today, and take your time with this one. Savor every word. Take your time and sip in each sentence allowing you to enjoy the romantic poetry of his language and develop the passions for his deeply created characters. You will not regret it!!
I like Pat Conroy's books usually, but this catastrophe should have never seen the light of day. The characters were cartoonish (to borrow from an earlier review.) The timelines were all over the place. The subplot with the evil antagonist made little sense and added nothing to the novel. And the ending...left me feeling sickened that I had stuck it out to that point. God!
I haven't wanted to read a fiction piece in a while and this book will probably kill it for me for a while more.
This book is not a good use of your money or credits.