I've read and listened to dozens of P.G. Wodehouse books over the years, and this was probably my least favorite. It seemed slow and I missed the lovable goofiness of Bertie Wooster. However, my main objection to this Audible book was the reader. His voice was difficult to understand, rather hoarse, and made the book drag even more. Next time I'll be more careful.
It couldn't have been that bad. I listened to the entire book, but I kept thinking it could have been better. I think Slaughter has written better. She had, essentially, two characters: evil, misogynistic men, and the tough, though mistreated, women who stood up to them. Her kind, Atticus Finch father was the only good guy in the book.
It was a good, interesting story. I liked the details about Atlanta. She could have thrown in more!
As a native Atlantan, I know that Atlantans do not speak with the generic Southern accent that must be the way the readers are taught to "speak Southern." It probably is too much to expect the characters to speak with distinct regional dialects. If this were read with a New England dialect, or Midwestern dialect, I wouldn't know if there were differences.
This was a pretty good story, though it got awfully gory in parts. I miss Coben's wise cracking Myron Bolitar character. This book had one, oft repeated joke. The smarmy, horny man seemed to turn up everywhere. I think Coben could have done better. If you're going to have flat characters, at least make them entertaining.
The way the bad guys used a dating website to trap people was a little interesting. The "love story" was ho hum.
NO. No follow-up unless Myron is the hero - maybe he and Kat could get together.
A different narrator and an editor with sharp scissors.
Almost any narrator would have been an improvement. Runnette's sentences had one cadence, no inflection and he sounded like the guy on "Prairie Home Companion" who extolls the virtues of catsup. I really wanted to listen to this book because I wanted to finish it and I had a long car trip when I could listen. But I just couldn't stand to listen to this narrator.
This was a great idea for a story - a good plot line (I guess it is plausible that a humanities major would take on a mobster), and fairly well developed characters, but Helprin's digressions were so numerous and often so overblown that they just barely allowed you to suffer through them to get to the story.
It was like going for a walk with a poet in a beautiful garden. Sometimes he stops, examines a flower and writes a poem. Other times, he stops, examines a flower and smokes a joint.
A Great Story
Jake. He loved Natalie unconditionally and was willing to do whatever it took to find her.
Whiny - shaky - distracting
Loved the story. Nothing extreme though.
Nobody can tell a story like Harlan Coban. His books contain, for my money, the best combination of mystery story and wise cracking humor. This story lived up to his best so far, but the always-close-to-tears voice of the narrator nearly obscured the "lighter" side of the tale. Bring back Jonathan Marosz!
Gladwell writes about the everyday- Coca cola, hair color, dog breeds, birth control pills are a few of his subjects. But he helps us look at them with new information. I really couldn't turn off the player. It was that interesting. For example, the doctor who invented birth control pills was a devout Catholic until the church attacked him for his work. He died away from the church.
Maybe nothing. It made me want to own the book so I could more easily share parts of it.
It really couldn't be a movie since it was aCompilation of articles.
Coben gives a disclaimer at the beginning of this recording, saying that it is a book he wrote when he first began to write. In other words, he's using the notoriety from his later to books to get us to read an early effort. There is none of the clever dialogue we hear from Myron Bolitar and way too many unnecessary melodramatic adjectives. Bleah. Though this is a later recording, it is not up to Coben's standards. He should have kept it in a file drawer.
I loved Marilynne Robinson's last book, Gilead. As the mother of 3 sons and the only sister with 3 brothers, I read and reread Robinson's words in the voice of Ames, the Congregationalist minister, about the trust that parents must have before they, like Abraham, can send their sons into the wilderness. She writes beautifully, and she clearly has much theological thought and study behind her. This book, which included the same characters, shows what happens when that trust isn't enough. Jack Boughton, prodigal son of Ames' friend, Robert Boughton, comes home, bringing all his misery along with him. He seems repentant, but seems still to wallow, and perhaps even enjoy, his past transgressions. It gets rather tiresome and we lose patience with him. Robinson's beautiful theological reflections remain in this book, however, and, because I liked rereading and referring to them, I wish I had read the book instead of listening to it. Also, the reader's voice was a little too Charlton Heston for my taste. That too, got a little tedious.
I normally like Richard Russo's writing, but this book, read at the tedious pace that it was, has me pulling my hair out! It would seem to me he could have used an more ruthless editor. I finally gave up.
"Bel Canto," Patchett's earlier book, is one of my all time favorite love stories and I was, I think, hoping to find another treasure in "Run." Using the same story line - strangers cast together through circumstances over which they have no control who must deal with a life changing series of events - "Run" lacked the passion and tenderness of "Bel Canto," and seemed instead a story with an agenda. Then, when I listened to the interview at the end, I found out that it was indeed, the author says,a story about politics. Maybe next time she could just write an essay.
I downloaded this book expecting to hear something like the funny, but strangely comforting, story of Father Tim's life in North Carolina. "Home to Holly Springs" bore little resemblance to Karon's other books and was, instead, a string of painful reminiscences of the rector's childhood, and by the time I turned it off I was past caring what happened to him. I couldn't even make it to the end.
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