I really wanted to like this book. I didn't even stop to read the
summary, just said "ooh, the new Jennifer McMahon!" and marked it 'want
to read.' Her books usually have characters I care about, plot twists I
don't see coming and clear narrative. This book seems to have been
written by someone else, because it has none of those things.
Narration is a jumble of viewpoints including a boy who witnessed his
mother's murder, a homeless girl who lost her house and half her family
in a flood, a drug-dealing closeted lesbian teen, a morbidly obese lady
who pretends to be a fat lady in a circus and a private detective who
features in the fat lady's mental circus as the strong man. Got all
that? The jumping around was dizzying and the main character - the girl
from the flood – seems as flat as the others. I thought I was
misunderstanding who the protagonist was. In the end, I think nobody
was. Things happened around them and to them, but none of them seemed to
really push the story along.
The book begins with a young boy
witnessing his mother's murder by a man in a chicken mask.
(Might be frigging terrifying but still makes me think Chik-fil-a got a little too vindictive about bad reviews.)
Murder
evidence is found and the killer is caught...until the same
chicken-masked man (I hate typing that) reappears several years later in
pursuit of the now-grown boy's own children. What follows is the
meandering story of the man’s daughter, now four years older and
surviving on the streets by sticking flaming cotton balls in her mouth
for money and candy.
I really wish I was making that up.
Actually, I
wish nobody had made it up. Homeless people get a bad enough rep.
Did I mention there's also a device that
lets you speak to the dead using a radio? That particular bit gets
tossed in and you'd think that this supernatural aspect would be
threaded through the storyline. NOPE. Even the character who's supposed
to be dead-set on retrieving the radio's blueprints doesn't really seem
to care - it's like the villains who want to take over Gotham but don't
notice they need to actually kill Batman instead of hoping he doesn’t
foil their plans. Ugh.
The twists were sort of lazy squiggles and
for the first time reading this author’s work, I figured out the
surprises before the reveals. Characters reacted in totally unrealistic
ways to incredibly stressful and dangerous situations. The ending seemed
simplified to the point of juvenile and rushed. Burntown was a
burn-out.
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