Showing posts with label Retelling. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 8, 2025

Book Review 2024 #9 - Sofia Slater's Auld Acquaintance

Auld Acquaintance by Sofia Slater
Published by: Swift Press
Publication Date: November 3rd, 2022
Format: Kindle, 229 Pages
Rating: ★★★★
To Buy

Millie Partridge just can't catch a break. Going into the holidays single and unemployed makes her do something reckless. When her ex Nick sends her an invitation to a luxurious New Year's Eve party at a Downtonesque manor in the Outer Hebrides, Fairweather House, she uses the last of her money to get there. She is desperate for her life to turn around and this might be just what she needs, to ring in the New Year with an auld acquaintance that shouldn't be forgot. Though if she were looking for an omen, the scene of the fatal car crash she passes on the way to the ferry should have made her reconsider her plans. The island is so remote that the ferry only stops by when it feels like it and there's a storm moving in off the Atlantic, so the guests for the party are either on board with her or already ensconced in holiday merrymaking on the island. Which means Nick must have got there ahead of her. When she finally arrives at the supposedly stately home it's nothing like she imagined. This is more haunted house than manor house. And then there's Mrs. Flyte. The chatelaine who won't answer questions. Even the person who booked the venue is verboten. And as for the guests? Millie is crestfallen that despite inviting her Nick is nowhere to be seen. And what's more, these can't be his friends can they? There's an off-putting and enigmatic lawyer, Winston, a rather glamorous influencer Bella, and her partner Ravi, and James. James seems too normal to be there and like Millie he is rather out of place, which is making Millie ill at ease. Like she's fallen into a trap. But the biggest shock is that there is a guest that Millie does know. A person she hoped to never see again, her ex-colleague, Penny Maybury. What happened between them at their previous place of employment should never be thought of and Penny being here in the middle of nowhere is an unwelcome reminder. And if Millie thought that the party was off to a rocky start, well, it's nothing to what's in store. As they sit down for dinner it is revealed that the final two guests that were expected were none other than her and Penny's ex-employer and his wife and they were the fatalities in the crash that Millie passed that morning. This is a shock to the system. But not the first and certainly not the last. Come morning Penny is missing. Her coat out on the cliffedge the only sign of her. Was this deliberate or an accident? They have no way to call for help and soon it becomes all to apparent that this was no accident. Nothing was. They've all be brought here and not all will leave.

You can't talk about Auld Acquaintance without talking about And Then There Were None. And Then There Were None is the bestselling mystery of all time, which, OK, maybe that did surprise me, but at the same time, I get it. And it did bring us Aidan Turner in a towel. Of course this means that there have been many adaptations and reinterpretations, hello Aidan! Hell, even Agatha Christie changed the ending of her book for theatregoers thinking that her original ending was a little too bleak, which personally is why I like it. Auld Acquaintance is a retelling of this tale, and sadly a lot of people seem to hold that against it. Firstly, while Agatha Christie might be the best in the business, that doesn't mean that she somehow has the right to hold all the intellectual property rights over people going to an island and being killed off one by one. Yes, she did it spectacularly, but that doesn't mean that no one else can now use that trope in perpetuity. Because I personally found Auld Acquaintance to a complete and utter delight. Yes, it's derivative, but guess what? It has fun with the trope. This book brought me nothing but glee. Because while it takes from And Then There Were None it also takes from The Haunting of Hill House, making it this wonderfully Gothic melange that kept you guessing and wondering if, in fact, we did indeed possibly have something supernaturally Scotch. The "attacks" on the residents of Fairweather House really had the Shirley Jackson vibe of questioning your reality that I just can't seem to get enough of. And yes, even if you do figure out what is going on, which I did, it was still fun. This was the first book I read in 2024, in fact I started it on New Year's Eve 2023, and I would encourage everyone to do so. In fact I'm kind of wondering why I didn't reread it to ring in 2025... Because it is literally that fun. For me, the holidays mean murder, and if it can have a dash of Gothic dread, that just makes it all the more enjoyable. But most importantly, for me this book has given me a new author to look out for. While Sofia Slater's second book, The Serpent Dance, isn't available stateside yet, I couldn't wait to read it being as it sounds like it's heavily influenced by The Wicker Man and so I ordered it from Waterstones. Because once you find an author you love, you can never get enough.

Friday, December 30, 2022

Book Review - Rachel Hawkins's The Wife Upstairs

The Wife Upstairs  by Rachel Hawkins
Published by: St. Martin's Press
Publication Date: January 5th, 2021
Format: Kindle, 227 Pages
Rating: ★
To Buy (different edition than one reviewed)

To be one of the housewives of Thornfield Estates, now that would be something. The gated community feels a world away from the apartment "Jane" begrudgingly shares with John, literally the last person she wants to share a roof with, but he is literally her last lifeline. Perhaps that's why Jane takes the odd piece of jewelry while walking the housewives' dogs, not just to help herself financially, but to feel like she's one of them. But if things go according to plan she won't be a dog walker for long. One of the houses seems different from the other McMansions. It's set back a bit from the street and Jane can't help but admire it. While she's standing in the middle of the street one day the owner of the house peels out of the driveway and almost hits her. Luckily the only thing hurt is the car. Eddie Rochester's car. The mysterious widower whose wife Bea ran the famous Southern Manors lifestyle brand and tragically disappeared with her best friend Blanche the previous year while at their lake house. Eddie Rochester who would be a catch in anyone's book. Jane knows she has to play this right. She can tell that he's interested and actually finds the "real" her funny. It's not long before she's out from under John's thumb, despite his attempts to extort her and Eddie for money, and under Eddie's roof. She even starts to ingratiate herself to the other housewives. But she has two big problems to overcome, their love of Bea and Blanche, and the fact that she's not a wife. Until Eddie puts a ring on it it seems the housewives will be friendly but still hold her at a distance because they aren't sure if she'll be sticking around. If Jane has anything to say about it she'll be there for the long haul. But the longer she's there, as soon as that ring is on her finger, she starts to wonder is this all there is? And what about the rumors about Eddie? What really happened to Bea and Blanche. Once Blanche's body is found everything changes. Will Jane lose this life she's fought so hard to get or will Bea take it all away from her?

Rachel Hawkins premise for this book is Jane Eyre deserved better than Mr. Rochester. While I disagree for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that given Jane's situation in life in the original novel her prospects were limited, I don't disagree that it's nice that Jane got the money and the dog in this version. The problem I have is this version of Jane. This isn't my Jane. This isn't anyone's Jane. Unless you like manipulative grasping assholes. Sure, she's a survivor, but does she have to be such a bitch? Rachel Hawkins clearly thinks that Mr. Rochester was below Jane and instead of elevating him she brought Jane down to his level. Why!?! I mean, really, why? I just don't get the purpose of this retelling other than the author airing her own grievances without really keeping it all in context. And she's drawing from some classic material, not only is she reinterpreting Jane Eyre, but there's also a lot of Wide Sargasso Sea folded in, and a huge helping of Rebecca, which makes a ton of sense given Daphne Du Maurier's obsession with the Brontes. But that's where so many of my issues then come from. These three books are classics, they are beautiful and lyrically written, and this, this is just workman language. Therefore whenever Rachel Hawkins actually uses a line from the source material, for example when she says that "[w]hatever souls were made of, mine and Jane’s were the same - or at least similar enough" dragging Emily Bronte and Wuthering Heights to the table, you are just gobsmacked by how basic this book's writing really is. But when Bea declares that "[r]eader, I fucked him" I'm sure my groan was audible for many miles. If I wasn't reading on my Kindle, well, the book would have been hurled. Much as I felt like doing. I'm sorry, that's not a funny joke and the fact that Rachel Hawkins thinks it is is a true sign as to why I would never have liked this book. I am so wary of retellings and yet, despite everything in me saying, oh, this could be different, this could be good, reader, I hated it.

Friday, December 10, 2021

Book Review - Ruth Ware's The Turn of the Key

The Turn of the Key by Ruth Ware
Published by: Gallery/Scout Press
Publication Date: August 6th, 2019
Format: Hardcover, 352 Pages
Rating: ★★★
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Rowan is in prison. Yes, she's the nanny who had the worst thing that could possibly happen happen. The police won't listen. No one will listen. Her fate has already been decided due to a few bad decisions on her part. She thinks if she could just get her story completely told to one person that person would understand and help her. Because no one gets what it was like at Heatherbrae House. The lack of sleep, the feeling of going mad, constantly being pushed beyond her limits. She was thrown into the deep end and she sank. She might be a flawed human being, but she is no murderer! It all seemed like a dream until it became a nightmare. The job in the middle of nowhere, the ridiculous salary, the perfectly behaved children, the chance to get away from her current job at Little Nippers, and the house. Oh, Rowan would have given anything to live there and to be a part of that family, and in the end she did. She should have known it was too good to be true. But the impeccable references got her in the door and she did the best job of selling herself she ever had and somehow she achieved the impossible, her dream job. But the interview gave her a glimpse into a nonexistent world. The smart house with it's omniscient technology might sound appealing, but it's just a means of control. Of forcing the modern and the old to coexist in a way they shouldn't. Also the remodeling of the house was just a means to scrub the past away. But that past is buried deep, like the roots of the plants in the poison garden out back. A garden conceived by a man who lost his daughter due to the very poisons he cultivated. Then there's Jack. He's the handy man. And he is very handy. Maybe too handy. He's always there when Rowan needs him but she doesn't question this until it might be too late. She should have questioned everything. She should have done better. She should have come clean sooner. Maybe then things would have turned out differently. Or maybe she was always supposed to be the catalyst for this tragedy, just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.

I have issues with The Turn of the Screw. Many, many issues. While many people have written copiously on all the plurality of meanings in The Turn of the Screw I could probably write a dissertation on why I hate it. There'd even be footnotes! But I think spending all my time dwelling on something I dislike wouldn't be the most beneficial to my health, though as I've said before, it's easier to write about something you hate than something you love. You can pinpoint with unerring accuracy everything that gets under your skin while that which makes your heart sing is almost impossible to describe. At this point you're wondering, well, then why did she pick up a retelling of The Turn of the Screw if she hates it so much? The answer is simple, I can see that this story has potential written by anyone other than Henry James and therefore I wanted to see where Ruth Ware would take it. The answer is a lot further and more futuristic than Henry James! Aside from the fact that she uses the built in horror tropes of a smart home perfectly, a home I would never live in because even my phone stopped reading my fingerprint, the bones of this version make it the best version of The Turn of the Screw I have yet read. Notice I am not mentioning The Haunting of Bly Manor, because that was watched, and that is now the pinnacle of perfection all retellings of The Turn of the Screw should be aiming for. What this retelling did so well is make us actually care about the characters and the family dynamic. Plus, with double the number of children, it's like Russian roulette, at least one of them is going down, and you can't be sure which one! So not only did I care if these characters lived or died, the fact that they were all in jeopardy made me turn the pages at breakneck speed. I was totally invested in a story that I thought would be just a mild diversion. Because of this I really started to over-analyze everything. There are weird little errors throughout the book. Rowan purposefully picks up an iPad when leaving the kitchen to watch the children but then ends up using her phone instead. The dog beds move from the weird servants pantry to the kitchen. There are all these little things that add up and I wonder, was it purposeful to highlight the fact that Rowan is an unreliable narrator? Or accidental? If accidental, this is the first time a lack in editing has paid off.

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