The pleasures of violence, suspense, and local color are here in about equal measure. Not to mention the pungency of...
Dear old dirty Dublin, here through the eyes of a cop who single-handedly—and -mindedly—takes on an entrenched gang of vicious businessmen-hooligans.
Pat Coyne has a pretty and ever-cheerful wife, three kids, and a nice house—but he’s let the Cunningham gang get under his skin to the point where, given his hair-trigger anger, he risks losing everything. The Cunninghams, indeed, are despicable drug dealers, torturers, and murderers, with just enough legal savvy to have gotten away with it for years, all the while keeping up ritzy appearances and even opening up, of late, a nightclub. All hateful enough, but there are other things to feed Pat Coyne’s pent-up rage, readying it to be triggered by the vile Cunninghams. Coyne can’t stand his hypercritical mother-in-law, for example, yet she made the down payment on the house he otherwise wouldn’t have. And his wife, Carmel, has taken up art classes—anathema and affectation to plain-speaking Coyne, who thinks there’s too much art in the world already. Not to mention his deeper source of on-going anger. He may not be highly educated, but he’s a thinker, reads incessantly about nature, and is convinced that ecological doom lurks just around the corner—even though no one will take him seriously. They laugh—just like the Cunningham gang laughs at him, too. It’s enough to send a man over the edge—which is where he goes starting when a hatchet comes through his squad car windshield. Sometime later, and very drunk, he torches Berti Cunningham’s fancy car, a true declaration of war. And after getting suspended from his job (he assaults Carmel’s unbearably effete art instructor), it seems there’s nothing for it but to go after the devils alone.
The pleasures of violence, suspense, and local color are here in about equal measure. Not to mention the pungency of language—“gobshite” abundant—and of course the question of whether Pat Coyne will or won’t survive to enjoy the comforts of domesticity.Pub Date: May 15, 2001
ISBN: 1-56858-195-5
Page Count: 242
Publisher: N/A
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2001
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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Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.
A retelling of ancient Greek lore gives exhilarating voice to a witch.
“Monsters are a boon for gods. Imagine all the prayers.” So says Circe, a sly, petulant, and finally commanding voice that narrates the entirety of Miller’s dazzling second novel. The writer returns to Homer, the wellspring that led her to an Orange Prize for The Song of Achilles (2012). This time, she dips into The Odyssey for the legend of Circe, a nymph who turns Odysseus’ crew of men into pigs. The novel, with its distinctive feminist tang, starts with the sentence: “When I was born, the name for what I was did not exist.” Readers will relish following the puzzle of this unpromising daughter of the sun god Helios and his wife, Perse, who had negligible use for their child. It takes banishment to the island Aeaea for Circe to sense her calling as a sorceress: “I will not be like a bird bred in a cage, I thought, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. I stepped into those woods and my life began.” This lonely, scorned figure learns herbs and potions, surrounds herself with lions, and, in a heart-stopping chapter, outwits the monster Scylla to propel Daedalus and his boat to safety. She makes lovers of Hermes and then two mortal men. She midwifes the birth of the Minotaur on Crete and performs her own C-section. And as she grows in power, she muses that “not even Odysseus could talk his way past [her] witchcraft. He had talked his way past the witch instead.” Circe’s fascination with mortals becomes the book’s marrow and delivers its thrilling ending. All the while, the supernatural sits intriguingly alongside “the tonic of ordinary things.” A few passages coil toward melodrama, and one inelegant line after a rape seems jarringly modern, but the spell holds fast. Expect Miller’s readership to mushroom like one of Circe’s spells.
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.Pub Date: April 10, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-316-55634-7
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Jan. 22, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2018
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