I tried, I really did and I wanted to really immerse myself in a murder mystery steeped into a specific time and place (1970s San Francisco - surely a great setting for all kinds of things!), especially since it's billed as a "rollicking literary murder mystery." But, unfortunately, Who Killed Jerusalem didn't hold my attention. I read the first 9 chapters and then jumped to the last chapter and epilogue. I think that was enough to get a sense of the book. The characters were odd and oddball in their physical characteristics and their personalities, something that I really enjoyed even if some of them weren't necessarily likeable. But the plot was slow and tedious for me with many detours into philosophical, sometimes bizarre and often convoluted wanderings along with equally frequent descriptions of one character's breasts. I'm not a William Blake devotee so maybe I missed a lot of the subtleties and nuance?
Many thanks to Bookish First and Galbraith Literary Publishing for the ARC. There's a lid to every pot so hopefully folks who appreciate this book will find it.
Many thanks to Bookish First and Galbraith Literary Publishing for the ARC. There's a lid to every pot so hopefully folks who appreciate this book will find it.