Just not a Landay fan I guess, didn't get very far in this at all, reading along and all of a sudden it goes into memory of his mother swimming? huhhhhhhh?
Just slow and way way too much descriptions! that does not add to a book in my opinion, a story needs to flow and keep to the main storyline and not keep drifting off into side stories that do not pertain to anything.
Just slow and way way too much descriptions! that does not add to a book in my opinion, a story needs to flow and keep to the main storyline and not keep drifting off into side stories that do not pertain to anything.
When a small-town police chief from Maine discovers the body of a Boston prosecutor in a remote cabin, he gets sucked into a maze of murder and deception that twists back over 20 years.
As he did in 'Defending Jacob', Landay creates a densely plotted tale, full of twists. There are some nice clues here, with just enough of them discernible to lull the reader into a false sense of whodunnit, but there are plenty of unexpected jogs in the path.
Most of Landay's characters are awash in moral ambiguity, and one might quibble that he has withheld some pretty vital information about his protagonist until deep into the book. Said protagonist also takes actions that make no sense in retrospect, though they do serve to carry and tangle the plot. This is the kind of sleight-of-hand writing that delights some readers and annoys others, and is the sort of thing that can be determined only in hindsight.
The reader who likes mysteries to conclude with the detective explaining to all the house guests just how and why The Butler Did It, won't much care for this work. On the other hand, the reader who's willing to think about the underside of the American criminal justice system will find much to chew on.
As he did in 'Defending Jacob', Landay creates a densely plotted tale, full of twists. There are some nice clues here, with just enough of them discernible to lull the reader into a false sense of whodunnit, but there are plenty of unexpected jogs in the path.
Most of Landay's characters are awash in moral ambiguity, and one might quibble that he has withheld some pretty vital information about his protagonist until deep into the book. Said protagonist also takes actions that make no sense in retrospect, though they do serve to carry and tangle the plot. This is the kind of sleight-of-hand writing that delights some readers and annoys others, and is the sort of thing that can be determined only in hindsight.
The reader who likes mysteries to conclude with the detective explaining to all the house guests just how and why The Butler Did It, won't much care for this work. On the other hand, the reader who's willing to think about the underside of the American criminal justice system will find much to chew on.
