The second Elizabeth George novel was a total disappointment; I skimmed the last hundred pages. The first novel involved Havers and Lynley and the development of their stories and characters, but this one was like Clue: The Novel. There was too much plodding plotting (Spies! Suicides! Murders! Infidelities! ENOUGH!), and I just didn’t care about anyone. I felt like George was using the characters to tell her story, rather than telling the characters’ stories. Blech.
I have a few things waiting for me at East Liberty, a stack of books at home, and some X-Men comics on the way, so I’m not even going to request the third EG book for a while. I’ll read it—I want to read them all because it seems the story gets better and better—and I want to read them all in order. But there’s no law that says I have to tackle them all at once.
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PS--I just picked up the fourth of the Y: The Last Man books! For those of you who care, this means that I am going to leave work tomorrow, see Star Wars, drop off Ted at his Dad's, and then read Y. TGIF! :-)
Dibs on it when you're done! Whoo-hoo!!!
And yes, Gina, did you forget that law regarding reading every book in a series until you are so sick of the author you never want to read them again? OK, I made that up. Like I said previously, I took a many-year break from George and have never regretted it. Only now I am contemplating renting the BBC productions of the series, even if the actors look NOTHING like what I picture Lynley and Havers looking like.
I think Suzanne mentioned watching this and *hating* it, probably because of her love for the books.
Hee, hee . . . I am suddenly reminded of the movie adaptation of Flowers in the Attic. Have you seen it? "Eat the cookie!" That memory has made my day.
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