As I write my review for The Red Address Book by Sofia Lundberg, I am conflicted. I expected to love this novel, but I didn’t. I liked it, but I didn’t love it. I initially thought this book would be somewhat light-hearted, but the novel tackles some very sad topics, aging, death, loneliness and elder care to name just a few.
The story was interesting, but it felt dated. Granted, Doris, the main character, is 96 years old. She is frail and her life is ending. Perhaps, it was a purposeful decision to use antiquated language and terms of endearment like “darling” or “the little one,” but why then did I have a similar feeling when Jenny, Doris’ grandniece joined the story. She is a young, modern mother with a special affection for Doris, but her sections didn’t feel authentic to me.
The author explains a great deal instead of allowing the story to unfold naturally. Also, big events are glossed over and there is a lack of an emotional response to major tragedies. Some storylines are left unfinished, and some of them defy believability.
I may sound ultra critical, and I don’t mean to be, because there is much to like here. The premise of the novel was unique, using address book entries to tell the story was a smart approach. The short chapters helped move the story along. Doris is a fascinating character.
I am sure there will be a following for this book, and many four and five star reviews. It could be a case of it is me not the novel. Don’t let my review discourage you from reading it.
The story was interesting, but it felt dated. Granted, Doris, the main character, is 96 years old. She is frail and her life is ending. Perhaps, it was a purposeful decision to use antiquated language and terms of endearment like “darling” or “the little one,” but why then did I have a similar feeling when Jenny, Doris’ grandniece joined the story. She is a young, modern mother with a special affection for Doris, but her sections didn’t feel authentic to me.
The author explains a great deal instead of allowing the story to unfold naturally. Also, big events are glossed over and there is a lack of an emotional response to major tragedies. Some storylines are left unfinished, and some of them defy believability.
I may sound ultra critical, and I don’t mean to be, because there is much to like here. The premise of the novel was unique, using address book entries to tell the story was a smart approach. The short chapters helped move the story along. Doris is a fascinating character.
I am sure there will be a following for this book, and many four and five star reviews. It could be a case of it is me not the novel. Don’t let my review discourage you from reading it.