This could have been a fabulous book. You can't get a more colorful character than this lady. But by about halfway through I lost interest. The way the book is written it feels like you are listening to a newscaster describe this woman's life. It's almost a blow by blow history rather than an interesting story. I wanted to really get to know this woman, what did she think about being a prostitute? Did she really love her husband? But instead all we got to do was observe. What a lost opportunity.
I fail to understand why it was necessary to change the narrator after so many books. Although John Lee does a good job, it took me half the book to get used to his voice. Also, I wish he had been briefed on how to pronounce names and places the same as they were in the previous books. I kept getting confused. Prepare yourself for some extra work before you can settle down and enjoy the story.
The book may be great. It certainly sounded like it would be but after an hour of listening to Anthony Head I was so bored I gave up. I'm tempted to even demand my money back.
Although I have enjoyed listening to the other titles in this series, this book is terrible. The other titles were read by performers who added to the telling of the tale by their accents and inflection. Anna Fields, however, gives such a lackluster performance, she makes even murder sound boring. Her male characters all sound like they are from New York, not Italy. The performance lacks the quaint charm of Venice which comes across in the other titles.
I suggest reading the book instead. I'm hoping the next installment in the series has a new narrator.
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