I have a long and intimate acquaintance with Candice Bergen ... she might not know it, but she and I have been in lock-step since she was 19 and I was 17. In a way I've always looked to her for a blueprint of how to be classy, tuned in and, most of all, funny. While talking about her Murphy Brown years, she is quite modest when talking about how the lines were written for her and she only read them, but in my mind she did more than that ... she inhabited them, brought them to life and made them so real that they touched me right where I live.
And now she gives the gift of this book ... I'm not going to say it's perfect. She is not a born narrator ... from interviews she's done, I think she's better in a dialogue than a monologue ... but she is never less than honest, intimate and funny. Thank you, Candy, and God bless you ... you're every intelligent, thoughtful, engaged woman's blueprint.
There are millions and millions of empty houses, with roofs and walls, perhaps wood-burning fireplaces if you're lucky, beds to sleep in and probably sheets and blankets and towels and, and, and. Just remove all the dead bodies and Bob's your Uncle. But it never fails, books and the movies always show the few survivors squatting in miserable tents or thrown up shelters. Or in this case, gas stations and Walmarts.
And why do they always move about? Why don't they stay in one spot, plant a garden, take over a dairy cow or domesticated chickens whose owner has died? Why the wanderlust?
That's what I'd do. But I guess I would be a poor protagonist so no books would ever be written about me.
This book did keep me listening to the end, but there were a lot of false leads and half-developed characters. I wish there had been fewer foci, and that the characters had more depth. I'm just getting interested in Jeavon when we move on to Kiki, and then Arthur gets a turn, then Miranda. Pick a protagonist and stick to it!
I listened to the first six books in this series and really enjoyed them ... the characters are all interesting and I'm absolutely in love with Henry Meloux. So I was really looking forward to the next installment.
But the narrator in this (and apparently the next five) books is so bad that it all but threw the joy of reading this book right out the window. What a disappointment! This narrator makes just about everyone sound like a mush-mouthed moron. And the women!!! They all sound masculine. And old. And just plain ... plain! Even Jo, who is a really vital sexy woman, sounds boring and slow and soulless. And poor Sheriff Marcia ... she sounds idiotic ... like the narrator is trying to copy the female sheriff from Fargo (which is a caricature, y'all!) and failing mightily.
In looking for my next Corc O'Connor installment, I'm going to read the next four installments in hard copy and then download the 13th book which, apparently, is back to the David Chandler ... thank you to the editing gods!
This review relates to the whole series ... the books were written in such a way as to impel you from one scenario to the next. There are a few ongoing problems ... a really good editing would not have gone amiss. And a vocal pause between scenes (instead of running one right into the next, leaving us to wonder which character's story we're now on) would have been very welcome.
The characters are great ... Morgan and his family dynamic ... that's a good story right there and especially I like Thad who I'll admit I've kinda got a crush on. That said, I really don't like Sarge who was just plain boring .. and annoying to boot. I'll tell you now, Sarge, you'll never get a date with all the locker room bullshit you spew.
And the story is just a really good read. While all the government machinations and skewed logic don't stand up to scrutiny, they nevertheless allow the reader to suspend disbelief and have a really good time.
I do wish Book 3 had actually ended ... I take it this means Book 4 is on its way and another credit will be gone. Audible, this is definitely a case where two should be offered for the price of one!
Whoever Susan Duerden is, she has no future as a book narrator - she reads in a monotonous and twee fashion that is more suitable to announcing the bus schedules for British Rail than reading a fast-paced and well plotted book.
I really enjoy the 1920s-30s-40s female-centric mysteries (Maisie Dobbs; Lady Georgiana etc.) (that all seem to be written by American women BTW) and quite enjoyed the first book of the Maggie Hope series, read by a different narrator, so was looking forward to the next book. That narrator wasn`t wonderful but she wasn`t completely horrible.
Unfortunately, despite it being a good read, full of bright characters and strong plot, the narration put me off so thoroughly that I abandoned listening to it and checked the book out of the library.
The first Cody Hoyt book was terrific, and I was looking forward to following him through a new story, but this was a huge letdown. The primary reason is one I can't share because it would ruin it for anyone who still wants to read the book, but it was a major upset and just plain disappointing ... tell me if you don't agree. Secondary reasons are that the "bad guy" was (a) just too creepy and unpleasant and (b) got way too much focus; the backup detective was very uninteresting and had the depth of a mud puddle; the back story about Hoyt's problems with his superiors was piecemeal and had little heft. And last but far from least the ending was no ending at all, and was a complete downer. Only real plus was the narrator who was pretty good, despite the storyline. This one got a big thumb's down from me.
When the focus is on the bad guy, Asad Khalil, this is a darned good read ... suspenseful and well plotted. And when John Corey is actually working, it maintains its high level of intrigue. But I got so tired of John Corey the smartass ... if I had to hear one more intro word "anyway ..." after some (what probably was meant as pithy but usually was self-serving, ignorant and lame) aside, I was going to pack it in. Towards the final third of the book, the action really kicks in and it does get interesting. Scott Brick, usually not my favourite narrator, does a good job with this story. He seems to suit DeMille well.
Yes, I would, for the simple reason that I like my friends, and I like to talk with them, and I want them to share their reactions to this read with me.
Stu Redman is my hero ... he reminds me a great deal of my father - not flashy or glib, just a good, solid man, ready to do the right thing because it is the right thing.
Again, Stu ... although Grover Gardner didn't capture the laconic sexiness of Gary Sinese in the TV version, he did get to the decency of the guy. Overall however, I would have preferred Stephen Weber as the narrator ... he blew me away with his narration of "It", and I think he has the "King" cadence down better than Gardner. But I'll take what I can get!
Extreme? Laugh? Cry? Is that the point? I did laugh (Glen's reaction to his attempt at painting), and maybe cried a bit (poor Nick!), but mostly I just experienced this book. My first expectation, as when I first read the book back in the 80s, was one of "c'mon, impress me". And I was impressed.To give a sense of the beauty of The Stand, its last section, with Stu and Tom making their way back from the apolcalypse to Boulder, is one of the finest "road" stories I've ever read. Truly stirring and evocative ... I've never forgotten it, and have gone back to read it over and over again.THIS IS THE BEAUTY OF STEPHEN KING. He's not extreme except in concept. He doesn't pounce, he sneaks up on you. He's like the frog in the water ... no throwing into the boil, just a slow warm up until you're completely accepting! He truly is a genius.
A little story about The Stand ... this was my first King book. A dear friend was raving about it, but I had always pooh-poohed King ... the schlockmeister, the popular scaremonger. I was above it all. But he talked me into it. So I went to the bookstore, stood in front of the "K" section in fiction, picked up "The Stand", and started to read the introduction. And the first words of Stephen King that I ever read were to the effect of "Now gentle reader, I know that you're standing before the Ks in the fiction section of your bookstore, wondering if you should shell out your money ...". From that day to this, I have read every single word he has ever published. Essentially, he had me at hello.
Bravo to the two Stephens, King and Weber. Stephen Weber is, in my mind, now the official "Voice of King".
Despite my ongoing love affair with Stephen King's writings, I have never been a big fan of his audio books because the narration has always been a bit off. Even when King reads his own stuff, it's obviously a reader reading.
But Weber is simply fantastic narrating "It"! He doesn't so much read the text as he tells the story ... I feel like we're all sitting around a camp fire and he's telling this really engrossing (albeit long!) ghost story that more than succeeds in scaring us all to quivering lumps of jelly!
Now if he would just sit down with a copy of "The Stand", and let us hear it the way we have always read it for ourselves ... clasping the covers in a death grip, turning each page with trepidation, and getting to know the intimate workings of terrific cast of characters in an out-of-this-world world.
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