Fiona

The two first person narratives did not have distinct enough voices; I kept forgetting which kid was talking to me. Very distracting.

Readable but ultimately disappointing due to a chicken-shit ending and lack of character development.

A wonderfully sweeping historical saga that is irrevocably marred by the author's lack of faith in his readers' mental acuity and insistence on recapping the plot for them at every turn. Very distracting and a little offensive; I was paying attention, Mr. Follett, I promise.

The pacing is glacial and I don't like Ishiguro enough to struggle thru.

A fascinating account of a brutal crime told with humanity and gentility.

When I got to the end of the book, I wanted to read it again. What I find most fascinating is trying to decide how much of the killers' characterizations were coloured by Capote's personal impressions and how accurate the opinion of psychiatrists were; everybody has biases and the author really let that shine, I think.