If this was a fictional tale, it would have been unbelievable.
An enthralling story of mystery, purpose, sadness, and daring. The author's timing is precise and the real-life characters remain unaltered by his hand. As always, Mr. Prichard's narration makes the story breath, while giving the characters their individuality. Well worth the credits.
Meteoroids are not the only objects colliding in this 'work.' Apropos coincidences ad nauseam, characters bereft of depth, and a seemingly manic-induced storyline all collide to make you wonder if it was 'Bring Your Preschooler to Work Week' at St. Martin's Press. Rife with adverbial and adjectivally sophomoric wordage, "Impact" reads like a Penny Dreadful without the excuse of being inexpensive. Even the wasted talents of the narrator could not save this one from what it is. Silly.
Pluses for other reviewers were annoyances for me. The attempt at novelization, in conjunction with the seemingly random insertion of "personal stories," detracted from the actual account of the Defense of Tobruk. The continuous employment of superlative and antiquated colloquialisms were enough to make the my stolid eyes roll in exasperation. Descriptions of fortifications, unit arrangements, opposing commanders, strategic and tactical planning, gave way to whole sentences of unquoted feel-good blustering and mirth. If you want to hear an history made nice, this audiobook is for you. If you want an concise account, sans the tummy rub, it probably is not for you.
I have to agree with Richard from an earlier post. Not only did the story crash faster than the chopper did, the tying-up of the mystery was so contrived it belied comprehension. As with Richard, I could not wait until it was over.
The story was mildly interesting; the collinear aspect between the 1890 and 2009 sections being the highpoint. The low point: anachronistic dialogue. The narration was well done, with one exception. I usually avoid audio-books where the narrator makes a habit of performing a sharp loud inhalation before every few sentences. This one slipped by me.
If you are from a small Southern town, this story will allow you the chance to laugh at, and appreciate, your own existence. If you are not, you can see what you are missing. Although Mr. Marzello made the female characters sound like badly programed automatons, he did a passable job with the males.
A classic story, read by a narrator with class.
The story is timeless. The rest is up to the narrator. To this, Mr. Lee is in a class by himself.
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