I bought this title solely based on audible reviews. I was hesitant because of the subject matter: perhaps suffering from post-Katrina overload, I wasn't sure how willing I was to relive this sorry, depressing American story. But, wow, what a surprise this book was.
Burke tells a ripping good detective story, and in it he seamlessly blends themes of familial love, the faithfulness of friends, and the desire for redemption, so that the book becomes much more than just another police procedural. And the most powerful aspect of the book is that at its core, it is a tragic love letter to a city on the verge of obliteration.
The storytelling is made all the better by a near perfect narration. Patton is subdued without being boring. He strikes the perfect tone for the material.
Is this a new trend in fiction where the author uses his narrator to engage in a little by proxy proselytizing? I keep coming across this in books that should be entertaining but seem to insist, instead, on preaching to me like a sweat-slinging Pentecostal minister. In Moonlight Mile this exercise is often annoying and sometimes just plain jarring (e.g., Patrick takes a pause in the action to contemplate Al Gore’s discomfort on The View). It’s a shame too, because there are genuinely suspenseful moments to be had (excluding the deus ex machina clunker of an ending) if only Lehane could keep his politics in his pocket long enough to simply tell the story.
So after listening to the two so-so previous installments in this series I honestly wasn't expecting much else but a moderately entertaining listen. But this may be the book that turns me away from the sci-fi genre for good (why does every future have to be so dystopian and dreary?).
Ditto to everything other reviewers have said about the narration - the mispronunciations, the rest-stop-bathroom-stall audio, the somnambulistic reading. But for me it wouldn't have made a lick of difference. This book is a dud. It takes way too long to get moving, and after getting down Morgan's formula, you know it's just a matter of time before there are two or three graphic sex scenes (which this narrator make very hard to listen to) a lot of people die (real and otherwise), and I just find myself saying, "Yeah, so?"
My main problem is that I have no dog in this fight, so to speak. I care about exactly zero on these characters including Kovacs. I couldn't care less whether he has his stack burned to a cinder or not. Sometimes I found myself wishing for it just to end the story.
I can tentatively recommend the first two books of this series, but this one is dreck.
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