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1.0 out of 5 stars
over-written and full of anachronisms, August 17, 2009
I don't think the writing is at all elegant. On the contrary, I found it cloying. The undergraduate literary pretensions and fantasies are everywhere from using the "catcher in the rye" images on the first page to the dedication to Truman Capote. Those things presage the preciousness of his writer-protagonist ("for that's who I was, who I will always be . . . nothing more than the storyteller, the teller of tales" --why the redundancy, by the way?) whose forthcoming book at the end is "tipped to be the number one bestseller of the year" (nobody in publishing speaks of a book's prospects that way). Add to that the metaphors run amok ("Special moments--sporadic, like knots tied, irregularly spaced as if crows on a telegraph wire"--which is it, knots or crows?). Everything is so fraught. Even rough-hewn Reilly Hawkins speaks in overwrought metaphors. He describes a deceased older brother as having "eyes like back-lit sapphires." Would an uneducated Georgia farmer in 1941 describe a man as having "eyes like back-lit sapphires?" How would he know what "back-lit" even meant? Why would he say such a thing when the rest of the time he is incapable of subject-verb agreement?
The silly redundancy mentioned above is clearly part of the author's conscious style. I admit to finding it tremendously irritating; it's a cheap attempt to heap emotional weight onto a phrase for no good reason. Other examples:
". . . and so the events of that day seemed all the more disparate and incongruous."
"Death came that day. Workmanlike, methodical . . ."
". . . but in some small way an omen, a protent."
"Her hair was flax and linen . . ."
"Just for a heartbeat, a fraction of a second."
"She changed the subject--suddenly, unexpectedly-- . . ." [Not technically synonyms, but a redundancy in this context.]
". . . at first nothing more than a spark, an ember . . ." [Again, not precisely a synonym, but redundant.]
Young Joe has the same problem with his writing, which is stylistically remarkably like Ellory's: ". . . a ghost that walked with him, beside him . . ."
Other problems:
* Where does Joe get his broad vocabulary as a young man? There's no mention of books in the home (except one Steinbeck), his parents are uneducated, and there's no mention of diligent reading of any kind on his part.
* Laverna Stowell was found dead June 7, 1941, exactly six months before Pearl Harbor, but young Joe Vaughn already knew all about the arrests of the Jews and their murders in concentration camps, something most of the world didn't know much about until the camps were liberated. Even Rielly has heard about it! And Joe's mother has the whole thing already completely figured out--"Adolf Hitler has been slowly poisoning the minds of the German people, and he has been doing this long before he went to war." The Holocaust is central to the story, yet the fact that characters know of it at all that early, much less in such accurate detail, is an anachronism.
* Reilly says his father died of cancer from smoking black cigarettes, but the link between cancer and cigarettes was not widely known in 1941--another anachronism.
* Joe Vaughn scoffs at the existence of the Boogeyman but believes that a personified Death literally came along the High Road to claim his father?
* Sheriff Dearing said all the Guardians would be "grounded" as punishment--in 1941 rural Georgia? The term didn't exist. He might as well have given them a time out. Another anachronism.
* So many scenes ring terribly false e.g., his mother explaining about her affair with Kruger and Joe suddenly being completely okay with it, mature and philosophical at 14 and willing to admit his own sexual yearnings--yeah, right.
* A friend gets Joe's prison memoir published and the book prompts an appeal of his murder conviction to the Supreme Court of the United States. How? Never explained. Why the Supreme Court? Never explained--it seems to have gone straight there, which is silly for a murder case. SCOTUS awards him a new trial which he wins (why he wins is never clear).
Sorry, but this book is a mess in my opinion. Reading it was more an annoyance than a pleasure.
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12 of 15 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Beautiful, October 20, 2009
This book was a wonderful surprise. It had me from the open:
"Rumor, hearsay, folklore. Whichever way it laid down to rest or came up for air, rumor had it that a white feather indicated the visitation of an angel.
On the morning of Wednesday, July twelfth, 1939, I saw one, long and slender and unlike any kind of feather I'd seen before. It skirted the edge of the door as I opened it, almost as if it had waited patiently to enter, and the draft from the hallway carried it into my room."
And kept me reading with beautiful passages like this:
"Love, I would later conclude, was all things to all people. Love was the breaking and healing of hearts. Love was misunderstood, love was faith, love was the promise of now that became hope for the future. Love was a rhythm, a resonance, a reverberation. Love was awkward and foolish, it was aggressive and simple and possessed of so many indefinable qualities that it could never be conveyed in language. Love was being."
Joseph Vaughn's childhood is marred by murder of several local girls, all presumably at the hands of a single serial killer. These events color not only his childhood, but his entire life as he becomes obsessed with the crimes. He can't seem to catch a break, his life rocked time after time by tragedy. A gifted writer, Joseph eventually moves to New York City in an attempt to leave it all behind, but it's not that easy.
This was a really sneaky mystery. Ellory drops little breadcrumbs every so often, and just when you think you know what's going on, things take a turn. I was wrong about who the killer was, yet it all made sense in the end. The setting is also worked into the story very well... the attitudes of people due to World War II play a significant part, as well as the small town southern setting. This is Ellory's fifth book, and I can't wait to track down the others. I am a new fan.
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12 of 15 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Could have been better, October 10, 2009
This was an interesting story,however the book dragged at times.How many times do we need to hear about the nightmares that Joseph had?It was repeated over and over.Every time he fell asleep we were treated to him waking up in a sweat,etc.
Also these people in Georgia knew alot about Hitler and the holocost long before the rest of the world did.For people that inteligent they should have solved the murders quickly.
For me this book could have been more enjoyable if the author cut 50 to 75 pages of reduntent content
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