A moving—sometimes too quickly—story about personal relationships, politics and the meaning we derive from both.
A bored, middle-aged, British coach driver finds an affair, adventure and intrigue in Ireland.
After his father’s passing in World War II, Peter and his mum move to Ireland to begin a new life; however, just as he’s becoming adjusted, he’s shipped back to England for employment. From there, Peter finds new work on a lathe, meets a woman, gets her pregnant, marries her, settles into the bus-driving business, gets deadly bored with his wife and local life, heads up a coach service between England and Ireland and starts an affair with a young hotel hostess in Limerick—all within but a few pages. The breezy first-person narration of Peter’s life helps get readers quickly into the atmosphere of the story, but often builds psychological firewalls between Peter’s actions and his conscience. For a first-person narration, Peter is rarely caught dwelling on the absurdity of some of his flaws and the admirability of many of his strengths. It’s revealed to be quite possible that Peter is being manipulated by his acquaintance Patrick into carrying illicit materials sent to England care of the Irish Republican Army. But Peter, apparently in a fog because of his affair with the young, married Mary (they often make love only a few rooms away from her drunken husband), seems slow to put the pieces together or to seriously question the terrors in which he may well be intimately involved. Nonetheless, Peter, with his pluck, wit and basic tendency toward goodness, eventually develops, as does the narrative and its mysteries. Indeed, much of the political intrigue, striking the familiar themes associated with Ireland’s troubles (e.g. religion, family, fierce blood loyalties), is veiled allegory for navigating through the treacherous personal territories of marriage, fidelity, friendship and career. The novel is typeset in something like Comic Sans, which is an unfortunate distraction because, as the novel develops and Peter finally learns who his real friends and loves are, Lewis crafts heartrendingly moving, authentic lessons to be taken seriously from Peter’s exciting—but not always sensible—sympathetic life.
A moving—sometimes too quickly—story about personal relationships, politics and the meaning we derive from both.Pub Date: April 19, 2011
ISBN: 978-1456774431
Page Count: 251
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Review Posted Online: Sept. 12, 2012
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
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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