Monthly Archives: January 2011

"A" is for Alibi by Sue Grafton

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I expected to enjoy this book quite a bit more than I actually did because I had been hearing such good things about this series for so long. However I found the beginning lagged a bit but was determined to trod through it.



Kinsey is an interesting character but I wish her own bitterness and lack of trust had been filled in more, and it wasn’t until near the end I found myself actually sucked into the plot of the book and needing to know who had done it. I will give Grafton her credit where it is due of course because I was not entirely sure who had done it and kept switching my answers.


Also, despite an initial like of Kinsey I found her character to be rather cliched, for it seems there cannot be a strong female character without some kind of hatred toward the males of the species which is rather ridiculous. However since Kinsey came along awhile before many of the female detectives of today perhaps I should not so readily judge her character.

Although my reaction to this novel is rather lukewarm I suspect I will end up continuing to read the series mainly because I cannot start a series without finishing it. Even if it is a little trite, dull and convoluted.

Darkness, Take my Hand by Dennis Lehane

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Dennis Lehane is an author I can respect for more than a few reasons the least of which being that he sticks to his roots and Boston and the most being that he isn’t afraid to pull any punches. 

His writing is vivid, it’s gritty and at times definitely horrific but yet once I started really getting into this book I couldn’t even imagine putting it down. I needed to know who the monsters were, who the people were who would ever consider doing something so horrible to other human beings.

The character of Patrick is as likeable in this book as he was in the first, perhaps moreso because we as readers got to see the softer side of him and then in the end the more brutal side. Angela improved immensely in this series and despite myself I like Bubba which really makes me wonder about my own psyche.

The novel was colourful but beyond that it was memorable and well written. However it is not for the faint of heart or those who can’t handle violence that much is certain.