3.5
Young adult
A dark house. An isolated island. Strange dreams and even stranger visions . . .
Jack is spending the summer on a private island far from modern conveniences. No Wi-Fi, no cell service, no one else on the island but a housekeeper and the two very peculiar children in his care. The first time Jack sees the huge black mansion atop a windswept hill, he senses something cold, something more sinister than even the dark house itself.
Soon, he feels terribly isolated and alone. Yet he is not alone. The house has visitors—peering in the windows, staring from across the shore. But why doesn't anyone else see them . . . and what do they want? As secrets are revealed and darker truths surface, Jack desperately struggles to maintain a grip on reality. He knows what he sees, and he isn't crazy. . . . Or is he?
From nationally acclaimed author Francine Prose comes a mind-bending story that will leave you realizing how subtle the lines that separate reality, imagination, and insanity really are.
© 2012 HarperCollins (Luisterboek): 9780062201782
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Luisterboek: 25 september 2012
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3.5
Young adult
A dark house. An isolated island. Strange dreams and even stranger visions . . .
Jack is spending the summer on a private island far from modern conveniences. No Wi-Fi, no cell service, no one else on the island but a housekeeper and the two very peculiar children in his care. The first time Jack sees the huge black mansion atop a windswept hill, he senses something cold, something more sinister than even the dark house itself.
Soon, he feels terribly isolated and alone. Yet he is not alone. The house has visitors—peering in the windows, staring from across the shore. But why doesn't anyone else see them . . . and what do they want? As secrets are revealed and darker truths surface, Jack desperately struggles to maintain a grip on reality. He knows what he sees, and he isn't crazy. . . . Or is he?
From nationally acclaimed author Francine Prose comes a mind-bending story that will leave you realizing how subtle the lines that separate reality, imagination, and insanity really are.
© 2012 HarperCollins (Luisterboek): 9780062201782
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Luisterboek: 25 september 2012
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Impossible to finish. What more can I say? Perhaps it will do for they who like a simple, cliché read, but for those who have little time to spare and wish to balance out the less sublime wares prominent on tv/internet and the Bestseller table, this offers nothing to set one's teeth into. It's not even a smoothie, though, for it gloops like cold porridge as it smacks of Poe and Stoker, approximating, however, the poor calorific value of a Penny Dreadful, offering nothing new by way of language or plot in the first two hours I spent on it. What happens thereafter, I do not know.... Sure, there was a part of me that wanted to know if there might be something tremendously shocking lurking behind that mysteriously (?) locked door - is there a Dracula coffin tucked away in this spooky(?) house? (But testing the door every other paragraph, got on my nerves. Yes, kid, the door is STILL locked!) So, if you have the time, or are more curious to extricate the plot than that you care to be respectful of the author's style and dare to skip through the audio for exciting clues farther down the line, by all means, attatch this IV drip to your ears and let it feed you with words. But do the Greats a favour and read the original inventors of this genre, too. I promise you they may not give you anything as half-baked, timidly grisly as The Turning. They don't have to ludicrously strip away the modern world, first, either.... Ms. Prose came highly rated to my attention for her other novels (not available on Storytel) but the writing in this book is nothing short of tediously predictable in the facile format of the artificial letter. Is it a hommage to Stoker's Dracula? Not a very successful one then.... The little hooks that try to mystify, remain stuck in the narrator's own tiny mind, but fail to materialise in mine. There is not a hint of irony in the boy's narration when he lists the traditional motifs of a regurgatated horror-mystery theme that unfold before him in rapid succession. Perhaps, it would be fair to add that, even at the best of times, I am not easily convinced by the specific genre of murder/mystery/horror anyway.... Besides, possibly, my bad that I had not had Francine Prose down as a writer for a quick buck. I can be very forgiving of minor works and if I discover her other work to be brilliant, I'll quickly get my head around that sell-out and with the admiration I have for any female author with buisness sense, I might even go back for a peak behind that dratted closed door!
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