Rocklin, CA, United States | Member Since 2004
It just didn't matter anymore. I'd already endured about 30 minutes of denouement, and anything else anyone said about it all, offered any more explanation, it was going to be unbearable, so I quit.
I dunno. I usually love Harlan Coben, I love Scott Brick narrating the Nelson DeMille books, but something wasn't working here.
Some of it was technical. There are three main characters who get about equal hunks of the story. Two are men, one is a woman. For the woman, Brick uses his trademark whispery voice, so you can tell when the story is about her. But for the two men, he didn't differentiate in their voices. That was a problem for me because over and over and over, the story would move from one man's tale to the other, with no break of any kind. No new chapter, no break in narration, no pause of any kind, so there was nothing to tell the listener that other man's story was now the subject. I thought it was very confusing. I never knew who's story was being advanced -- many times, I too far in to make backtracking the iPod a good idea. Finally I just let it go and gleaned what I could about whomever they were talking about.
It might have been me. Several other things niggled at me. For one thing, I have a pathological dislike for people who use the phrase, "Do you know what I mean?" after every sentence, sort of as a verbal pause. And here, ALL these characters were uttering that little ditty, assuming, I guess, that their thoughts were so deep, so profound, so full of EXISTENTIAL MEANING that no one could be expected to understand. Feh! Clearly not dialogue worthy of Coben.
Then too, this was another example of a tough-guy writer exposing his soft underbelly and trying to write romance. I think it comes off a bit weird -- I disliked it for the same reasons I really didn't like William Kent Krueger's "Northwest Angle". Loved every other one of Krueger's books, but when he went all soft and syrupy, dipping into analyzing the nature of love, he lost me. When I buy his books, I want action, danger and death -- not romance. I feel the same about Coben. Wish he'd stick to what he does so well, leave the soul searching angst to Nora Roberts.
I realize this book is attractive to many women -- no spoiler here, I won't tell you why. But it isn't for ALL women -- it sure wasn't for me.
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