Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Started Early, Took My Dog

Last night I watched the final episode of the Jackson Brodie series on PBS (courtesy of the BBC), and this morning I finished the final Jackson Brodie novel (well, final for now). The book was a mess at times, the way it switches its POV was often distracting and confusing, but then it all came together in the end. I think of these books as tragi-comedies, and the final twenty pages, or so, of this novel were extremely moving. Better than the TV series, that seems to catch the complexity of Brodie but not necessarily the complexity of all the other characters.

Oh, and best title of a book this year. Has to be, right?

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