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2.0 out of 5 stars
Beachcomber Is Not A Beach Read - Very Disappointing!, July 20, 2004
There was a time when I could pickup a novel by Karen Robards and, without perusing it, know that I could be assured of a terrific read. No more. The penultimate book I read by Ms. Robards, ("Island Flame"), was somewhat disappointing, but I remained a loyal fan. What's one mediocre novel after so many good ones? A friend gave me a copy of "Beachcomber" last week. Well, this novel is so far below the author's considerable talents that I am beginning to wonder if she has hit a major rough spot.
The plot and characters remind me of the satiric comedy film starring Michelle Pfeiffer, "Married To The Mob," (It came out about 10 years ago & is quite good), except this is not supposed to be either satire or comedy. The characters are caricatures. Our heroine, Christy Petrino, has been raised in south Jersey, in a neighborhood inhabited by the mafia...mob...organized bad guys. Her deceased father was a minor mobster. So is her mother's boyfriend, Uncle Vince, and most of their friends and associates. Wanting to get away from all these friendly family criminals, Christy studies law and when she passes the bar, she gets a terrific job with DePalma and Lowery, a top Philadelphia law firm. She and Michael DePalma, (her boss), fall in love, become engaged and then she discovers he is a "made man." Oh, and the firm is also a mob cover. Such a smart girl...what a coincidence! So she quits her job and breaks off with Michael, who she thinks might kill her for "knowing too much." Ahhh, trust and love! This lady is not too on the ball! Anyway, Christy goes off to vacation on Ocracoke Island, the Outer Banks, to get away from it all. The cottage on the island where she stays belongs to, you guessed it, her mobster relatives. And her next door neighbors - more of same. Her Uncle Vince has assured her that she will be safe from DePalma and associates if she only does them one little favor. She is to drop off a briefcase, contents unknown, to an island motel. She agrees, and after doing the deed comes upon a gruesome murder - which appears to be one of many. A serial killer is on the loose and is aware she might be a witness to the crime. By the way, there's a big, hunky surfer dude next door to her cottage, who just happens to be an FBI agent monitoring her every move - so he can catch the recipient of the briefcase and Michale DePalma. He gets to watch her live her life through a hidden camera. What a way to get one's kicks!
This romanric thriller is all too predictable from the start. The characters are one dimensional. The dialogue is too funny, at times, to be taken seriously. I didn't feel any real heat or chemistry between Mr. FBI or Christy...but maybe I was too bored by the time they met.
I don't mean to be harsh. Ms. Robards has supplied me with hours of entertainment and reading pleasure over the years. However, I will be more careful now when buying her books. If anyone wants to read Robards at her best, try "Dark of the Moon," "Tiger's Eye," "Hunter's Moon," etc.. There are so many good ones. This is not one of them.
JANA
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8 of 9 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Not very good, September 16, 2004
There is no question that Karen Robards is a talented author. She has written some good historicals and some good contemporaries, and she has written some bad ones.
The last few books that I have read by Robards have been bad, bordering dreadful and, sadly, BEACHCOMBER is not an exception. It seems as if, as an author, Robards is cashing in on a well-earned reputation.
The plot of BEACHCOMBER is simplistic...the story itself is short...and the outcome is, bluntly, creepy. In fact, the outcome actually is lazy, relying on a creepy twist to bring the story to a quick end.
The characters never get developed, so the reader has no reason to care about the resolution.
Consistent with everything else about this novel, the sense of place--something which Robards has conveyed beautifully in other novels--is so sketchy that it could have been phoned in to the editor.
For a skilled author, this is a shabby work. Anyone who likes the writing of Karen Robards should seek out some of her earliest books, rather than wasting time with BEACHCOMBER.
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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Slizzling Romantic Suspense, September 15, 2003
Ms. Robards is at the top of her game with her latest novel packed with a touch of humor, plenty of steamy romance, and eerie suspense. Philadelphia attorney Christy Petrino is hoping to get some semblance of normality back into her life after she learns that her former fiancé Michael, head of her law firm, is using his business as a front to lauder mob money. With a promise to mobster Uncle Vince to make a delivery of a briefcase at Ocracoke Island, North Carolina, Christy hopes to free herself and her mother and sisters from the mob's undue influence. Poor Christy soon realizes that not only is the mob after her, but a serial killer wants her dead after she sees his latest victim along the beach shortly before the killer slits the victim's throat. With the help of buff beach neighbor Luke Rand (who is secretly an FBI agent), Christy manages to escape the deadly clutches of the killer in several pulse-pounding episodes. Feeling guilty for using Christy as bait to snare Michael, Luke tries to avoid his attraction to her while attempting to get along with his fellow agent and polar opposite, nerdy Gary. Christy's assertion that someone is watching her is never ending as she feels that she can't even trust the local sheriff to protect her. Feeling safe only in Luke's arms, the two embark on a sizzling affair that threatens to go bust when she discovers his true identity. Fast-paced thrills and chills with sensual romance will keep readers glued to the pages, despite Luke's endless assertions that he can't understand why other bikini clad women don't attract him as Christy does.
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