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Oct. 23rd, 2011 04:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darchildreSo. I mentioned that when I asked for mystery recommendations, Mom told me I should read Elizabeth George's Inspector Lynley books, right? So I got the first one of those and have just finished it.
It's not a bad book. The mystery was indeed mysterious and I think the two main characters will be interesting once they get the hell over themselves. And writing itself isn't bad (except for some irritating-to-me purple bits during sex scenes).
It's just that mystery novels are one of my comfort genres, as I think they are for a lot of people. And thus, while I do expect murder in a mystery novel, I am pretty much not on board for other horrible things. So I am finding myself a little discomfited by this book.
Guys, the solution to the mystery in the first Inspector Lynley novel is serial incestuous child molestation. Not vividly described or anything, but there is basically a whole chapter of the two mentally ill victims talking about it at length. Which is pretty much not something I really want to encounter anywhere, let alone in a book that's meant to be a fun comfort read. (Also, the book is chock-full of some very unpleasant descriptions of a fat character and there is a totally random drive-by scene of antiziganism right at the beginning.)
I think I am going to retreat back Nero Wolfe.
It's not a bad book. The mystery was indeed mysterious and I think the two main characters will be interesting once they get the hell over themselves. And writing itself isn't bad (except for some irritating-to-me purple bits during sex scenes).
It's just that mystery novels are one of my comfort genres, as I think they are for a lot of people. And thus, while I do expect murder in a mystery novel, I am pretty much not on board for other horrible things. So I am finding myself a little discomfited by this book.
Guys, the solution to the mystery in the first Inspector Lynley novel is serial incestuous child molestation. Not vividly described or anything, but there is basically a whole chapter of the two mentally ill victims talking about it at length. Which is pretty much not something I really want to encounter anywhere, let alone in a book that's meant to be a fun comfort read. (Also, the book is chock-full of some very unpleasant descriptions of a fat character and there is a totally random drive-by scene of antiziganism right at the beginning.)
I think I am going to retreat back Nero Wolfe.
