The Singer’s Gun: A Novel by Emily St. John Mandel (Unbridled Books, May 4, 2010), 304 pages
This book is hard to give a good overview of without giving too much away. And I’m glad I went into this without knowing too much.
I really didn’t know what to expect going into this book, and I’m glad. I *had* heard much anticipation and acclaim for the story before I picked it up. My enjoyment of this story was probably hindered by my limited reading time, which came in fits and starts, but it didn’t ruin the book for me.
Atmospheric. (Whenever I use that word I’m reminded of The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafón — high praise, high praise indeed.) Although I wouldn’t place this book completely in that realm, there are certain similarities. This may be my favorite aspect of the book. The prose and imagery were grand.
Some sex, some violence, some profanity. And while the characters’ moral compasses were swinging wildly, these factors didn’t overpower the story. I didn’t love or even fully relate to any of the characters, but that didn’t take away from my enjoyment of the book.
Part literary — the bonds of family! Part thriller — international crime! false identities! (Perhaps my favorite combination!) I liked this book, it was mostly an enjoyable read, with sparks of more, but I didn’t fall in love with this book.
I look forward to reading more of Mandel’s work in the future, but it won’t be on the top of my must-have list. I kind of wish I’d started with Last Night in Montreal instead.
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I received this book from the publisher, as part of the one-year subscription I won.