Celine

By: Peter Heller

Narrated by: Kimberly Farr

Length: 11 hrs and 20 mins

Publisher's Summary

From the best-selling author of The Dog Stars and The Painter, a luminous, masterful novel of suspense - the story of Celine, an elegant, aristocratic private eye who specializes in reuniting families, trying to make amends for a loss in her own past.

Working out of her jewel box of an apartment at the base of the Brooklyn Bridge, Celine has made a career of tracking down missing persons, and she has a better record at it than the FBI. But when a young woman, Gabriela, asks for her help, a world of mystery and sorrow opens up. Gabriela's father was a photographer who went missing on the border of Montana and Wyoming. He was assumed to have died from a grizzly mauling, but his body was never found. Now, as Celine and her partner head to Yellowstone National Park, investigating a trail gone cold, it becomes clear that they are being followed - that this is a case someone desperately wants to keep closed. Combining the exquisite plotting and gorgeous evocation of nature that have become his hallmark, with a wildly engrossing story of family, privilege, and childhood loss, Peter Heller gives us his finest work to date.

©2017 Peter Heller (P)2017 Random House Audio

<br /><br />Setting, characters, better than plot

Good outdoorsy material;contrived plot. Narrator made the best of it
The way-out plot of The Dog Stars was actually more believable. This was entertaining for setting and main characters

3 of 3 people found this review helpful

Murder HE Wrote

Peter Heller wrote my sentimental favorite, The Dog Stars, with the precious ol' Jasper; devoted to Hig, flying the fuel restricted circumference day after day perched in the co-pilot's seat on a stack of handmade quilts. (I always think of that joke when I think of Dog Stars...*the dyslexic pilot whose co-pilot was DOG.*) Besides the sure sell of a furry character, the poetic styling, rugged outdoorsiness, the touch of philosophical pensiveness had me carrying a burning torch for Heller's zen-like edginess. And so, I devoured his next novel, The Painter, with nearly the same enthusiasm and dreamy reverie. I think Heller can thank me for selling probably a hundred copies at least of Dog Stars.

Margaret Atwood reflected on failure in an article for The Guardian: "Who set the bar so high that most of our attempts to sail gracefully over it on the viewless wings of Poesy end in an undignified scramble or a nasty fall into the mud?" After the disappointment of Celine: A Novel, I thought about Atwood's remarks, and about my disappointment with Heller's new direction -- because this felt like a set up for a series.

Celine still has some of the hallmarks of Heller's talents, his landscapes are just as vivid, and at times he hits some of the poetic prose, but overall it falls immensely short if you're comparing it to his previous works that *sailed so gracefully on the wings of Poesy.* He is in his element talking about the awe-inspiring landscapes of Yellowstone, Montana, and Wyoming. He is also in his element when he describes women -- and if you've read Heller's journalistic treatment of *grapefruit breasted* women you'll understand that concerning the female gender, the guy is leaden rather than golden. Here let's talk about the elephant in the pages...the old, wrinkly, wizened, graying senior citizen, emphysemic, "old woman" Celine. The 'ol gal is all of 67. (Hope Heller never intends on asking Christie Brinkley for a date.) Celine is the "Prada P.I," not your ordinary, uh, private dick. A haute couture doyenne sleuth that rubs elbows with international dignitaries, quotes all kinds of literature and poetry, shoots with the precision of a military marksman, drives like Mario Andretti, and has to regularly turn down the FBI...she punks Bond.

Even writing this now, I have to pause a minute and let this sink in. From The Dog Stars to this. It was almost easier to suspend belief and accept the apocalyptic world of The Dog Stars than it is to suspend belief and even fathom Heller's 67 yr. old ass-kicker with the other foot in the grave, that has to remove her oxygen mask to chase a motorcycle gang out of a pool hall. No problem for Celine -- she seems to know a secret phrase that has them all holstering their switchblades, backing down and booking out of town as fast as their hogs can carry them. (From his pen to God's ears...yoga twice a week kicks my a$$.)

"Who set the bar so high" that a fun little romp like this feels like a bit of a sell-out? Guess cynical ol' Me did. Wouldn't exactly call it a "nasty fall into the mud," I just expected so much more. Can't quite shake the feeling that Heller, seeing that Jessica Fletcher has been retired to re-runs of re-runs sees a niche. This will take some adjustment for me IF I continue to be a fan of Heller's. In retrospect, I think I'm possibly more a fan of The Dog Stars than I am of Heller's.

21 of 30 people found this review helpful

Interesting twists!

I enjoyed this book because while you are discovering the main character, Celine, you are also solving the mystery at hand. Somehow, the two cannot be separated. Personally, since I am now in my 60s, I also enjoyed that Celine was older, suffered some physical imperfections because of her age, but overcame them. A good engaging read, with interesting secondary characters to boot, Also like the narrator. Highly recommend!

1 of 1 people found this review helpful

entertaining story

i really enjoyed this story of an elderly couple of private investigators who take on a tough missing person case and have quite an adventure. i have to read more from this author.

1 of 1 people found this review helpful

A Strong, Delightful Hero

Where does Celine rank among all the audiobooks you’ve listened to so far?

Celine is one of the better outdoor-themed mystery tales I've listened to.

What did you like best about this story?

Peter Heller has created a delightful hero in Celine Watkins and her husband. She's an aging boomer with physical limitation who calls on extreme intelligence and intuition to solve this and other mysteries. Her husband, Peter, is also sympathetically drawn. He's no mere bystander.

Which scene was your favorite?

The climax of the book occurs when Celine and Peter seem to be close to their prey while forging through the chilly woods of northern Montana. It's exciting and unpredictable.

Was this a book you wanted to listen to all in one sitting?

I never listen to books in one sitting.

Any additional comments?

The narrator mispronounces the Absoroka Mountains (proper is &quot;abSORka) and the town of Choteau (proper is SHOW-toe).Too much of Celine's background, and her son's search. Boring passages, those.

2 of 3 people found this review helpful

O, my, so unfortunate

I stayed with this in a kind of horrified fascination with the nonsensical storyline and the glacial narration. If you like writing that might include such descriptions as, “The words settled on the young mother like a flock of exhausted songbirds”, then this is the tale for you.

Not much to the story line

The main character, Celine, was interesting but there wasn't much to the story. The ending was very implausible and not well developed.

Eh...Not Mr. Heller's Best Work

I thought this book was sooooooo predictable and really lacked the great imagery and colorful story telling like The Dog Stars and The Painter had. Honestly about 1/4 way thru I wanted to stop reading but figured I loved Peter Heller so I'll hear him out. I dont know why in the world someone would call this his best work to date?? He certainly did leave it open for a sequel though. Next book...Isabella??

Great read

I really enjoyed this book. The characters were well developed. The writing crisp. The pacing quick. The story engaging. I would love to see this become a series.

The long and windy road

Heller has an interesting idea and central character but the basic story could be told in a novella or even short story. Heller is like a dog who can’t resist sniffing each tree or giving a fully rounded description and backstory of each character even if it’s a hermit crab. This made for interminable listening that actually prolonged a long dull drive.