This book covers many of the same interesting themes as Gaiman's American Gods, but less successfully. I just found the book to be surprisingly unengaging. Characters speak in riddles, and the author has a writing style where sentences stretch on so long by the time you finish, you forget what the sentence was about. Moreover, the reader has a sing-song quality to his voice, that for me, made it hard to focus on what he was saying. I found I kept having to go back and relisten to the section of the book I just finished, because none of it registered in my brain. I've never had this problem with any other author or narrator. Despite these impediments to getting into the book, I was still able within the first couple of hours to know just how it was going to turn out. As a result, this book pulls off a rare feat, being impenetrable and predictable at the same time.
I can't finish this book. The writing is ham-fisted, as if the author bought a book on "How to Write Romantic Thrillers" and followed it by rote. All of the characters are cliches, and the descriptions and dialogue are laughable. The narration doesn't help; as other reviewers have pointed out, the lead female protagonist is given a weak, simpering voice, and other characters don't fare much better. A lot of the narration is over the top; the narrator does the audiobook equivalent of scenery chewing. I lasted about two hours and had to give it up.
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