Lizzie Tucker is a pastry chef in
sleepy Marblehead, Massachusetts, making excellent cupcakes until Diesel
arrives to protect her from his cousin Gerewulf Grimoire. Apparently, there are
seven mystical artifacts in the world, one tied to each of the Deadly Sins, and
the Gluttony Relic is somewhere nearby. Fortunately, Lizzie can detect these
devices, so the race is on to find it before Grimoire can. Along the way they
are joined by a badly behaved monkey called Carl and a one-eyed, ninja cat.
This is my first Janet Evanovich and I
have a suspicion that it might very well be my last. I know that she is
amazingly popular, but this was a very average book that I could tell was
formulaic even though I have never read any of the Stephanie Plum books. There
were things introduced that I could tell were supposed to make me nod with
recognition. However, they did not make me want to run out and read more of her
work, rather they made me feel cheated by a fairly lazy author.
The characters were almost all flat and
lifeless stereotypes, even Diesel, the crossover from the Plum novels. I can
safely say that the most entertaining and fully realized ‘characters’ were
Carl, the monkey and the cat. Lizzie’s ditsy friend who wants to be a witch and
goes around causing mayhem was the only other character who felt in any way
real, and I have forgotten her name already. Not only were the characters
uninteresting, but they did not behave like real people, which led to some
bizarre plotting. For example, I lost count of the times Lizzie and Diesel got
into one of his amazing cars, drove somewhere, sat in the car for a bit, could
not see what they were looking for and then drove back. What? It was as if Ms
Evanovich had never re-read the book after writing it in a stream of
consciousness kind of way. She should fire her editor for letting this type of
thing through into the published book.
Indeed the plotting was very sketchy
throughout. People would say that they were going to do something, for example,
ditsy witch girl said she would return the broom . . . and then it was never
mentioned again. Did she return it? Did she change her mind? This was very
frustrating, as was the very choppy, short sentences that read like lists. Plus
the totally irrelevant details about the cars and clothing, which just got in
the way. There were plenty of quirky, ‘amusing’ things, which I could tell that
I was supposed to find hilarious, though they were more likely to make me grind
my teeth instead. But the biggest mistake was the fact that we are told that Lizzie
and Diesel cannot have sex. Not because I always expect sex between my leading
characters, but because it totally negated all the sexual tension. Instead of
using it as a way to explore their longing and inability to fulfill their
desires we get a set of very cheap jokes and lots of heavy handed suggestion.
I never thought I would ever type this,
but here goes: the monkey was probably the only reason that I finished this
book, and he elevated my review rating by a half star all by himself (well, the
cat helped a little).
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