An absorbing novel of destructive love, false friends, and the cruelty of fate.
An adjunct professor falls prey to addiction.
The prolific Havel (Charlie Zero’s Last-Ditch Attempt, 2016, etc.) changes key in his latest novel, a chamber piece about friendship and drugs. Archie, the narrator, is a study in low self-esteem. He second-guesses himself, the people around him, and those friends who share his skin color (Archie is black) and who want to aspire to something other than second-class status. “I was making all types of mistakes at the bank,” Archie tells readers just after they meet him, “so I just resigned, because I knew I was incompetent.” Most mornings, on the way to his new job as a postal clerk, he drives his best friend, Reginald Meeks, to Reginald’s own job as an adjunct professor at a local school. Reginald is a dreamer and an intellectual but he’s also “forever a part of the temporary workers’ economy,” the fate of so many adjuncts in America. Things seem to be looking up for Reginald when he falls for Wonder Robins, a white student with an open mind. Archie is suspicious of his friend’s race-mixing, making for an uncomfortable conversation and a difficult read. But Archie changes his opinion entirely once he sees Reginald falling for Bianca instead, a party girl from the neighborhood who drugs Reginald (first with Ecstasy, then with cocaine) and violently seduces him. As Reginald falls into a downhill spiral, Archie—ostensibly a mere narrator—emerges as the tale’s most complex character, in some ways more engaging than Reginald. Archie laments “unschooled blacks with amazing potential wasted on the refuse of popular music and culture” while at the same time rolling his eyes at his friend’s aspirations: “By the time it takes to give a solid course in Black History, we’ll all be brainwashed and won’t know what our history is anyway.” The plot moves swiftly and the pages turn, but what keeps the reader most engaged is Archie in his endless contradictions: is he a supportive friend or a selfish saboteur? Despite a tendency to fall back on the same plot devices (various characters secretly drug one another a bit too often here), this story remains intriguing for the most part.
An absorbing novel of destructive love, false friends, and the cruelty of fate.Pub Date: Dec. 1, 2016
ISBN: N/A
Page Count: 232
Publisher: Lulu
Review Posted Online: Jan. 16, 2017
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
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A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.
Are we not men? We are—well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z(2006).
A zombie apocalypse is one thing. A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Brooks places the epicenter of the Bigfoot war in a high-tech hideaway populated by the kind of people you might find in a Jurassic Park franchise: the schmo who doesn’t know how to do much of anything but tries anyway, the well-intentioned bleeding heart, the know-it-all intellectual who turns out to know the wrong things, the immigrant with a tough backstory and an instinct for survival. Indeed, the novel does double duty as a survival manual, packed full of good advice—for instance, try not to get wounded, for “injury turns you from a giver to a taker. Taking up our resources, our time to care for you.” Brooks presents a case for making room for Bigfoot in the world while peppering his narrative with timely social criticism about bad behavior on the human side of the conflict: The explosion of Rainier might have been better forecast had the president not slashed the budget of the U.S. Geological Survey, leading to “immediate suspension of the National Volcano Early Warning System,” and there’s always someone around looking to monetize the natural disaster and the sasquatch-y onslaught that follows. Brooks is a pro at building suspense even if it plays out in some rather spectacularly yucky episodes, one involving a short spear that takes its name from “the sucking sound of pulling it out of the dead man’s heart and lungs.” Grossness aside, it puts you right there on the scene.
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.Pub Date: June 16, 2020
ISBN: 978-1-9848-2678-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Del Rey/Ballantine
Review Posted Online: Feb. 9, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020
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Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.
A woman accused of shooting her husband six times in the face refuses to speak.
"Alicia Berenson was thirty-three years old when she killed her husband. They had been married for seven years. They were both artists—Alicia was a painter, and Gabriel was a well-known fashion photographer." Michaelides' debut is narrated in the voice of psychotherapist Theo Faber, who applies for a job at the institution where Alicia is incarcerated because he's fascinated with her case and believes he will be able to get her to talk. The narration of the increasingly unrealistic events that follow is interwoven with excerpts from Alicia's diary. Ah, yes, the old interwoven diary trick. When you read Alicia's diary you'll conclude the woman could well have been a novelist instead of a painter because it contains page after page of detailed dialogue, scenes, and conversations quite unlike those in any journal you've ever seen. " 'What's the matter?' 'I can't talk about it on the phone, I need to see you.' 'It's just—I'm not sure I can make it up to Cambridge at the minute.' 'I'll come to you. This afternoon. Okay?' Something in Paul's voice made me agree without thinking about it. He sounded desperate. 'Okay. Are you sure you can't tell me about it now?' 'I'll see you later.' Paul hung up." Wouldn't all this appear in a diary as "Paul wouldn't tell me what was wrong"? An even more improbable entry is the one that pins the tail on the killer. While much of the book is clumsy, contrived, and silly, it is while reading passages of the diary that one may actually find oneself laughing out loud.
Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.Pub Date: Feb. 5, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-30169-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Celadon Books
Review Posted Online: Nov. 3, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 15, 2018
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