Started off with promise and pretty spot on descriptions of depression (though with way too much repetition of kinetic/potential energy theme). But the book then took a very misguided turn into teen-love-can-fix-depression territory. That's a scary message to set as an example for kids. I had higher hopes
The audiobook narrator did a great job with giving all of the female characters distinct voices and personalities. I really enjoyed her reading. The content, meh. Unlike Gone Girl, I didn't find it as obvious from the beginning because Hawkins did a good job of making all of her characters unlikeable and possible suspects.
Wanted it to be better because it's realistic fiction set in DC, but the characters felt like an adult's version of middle school kids and the focus on race issues from the main character's white outsider perspective was uncomfortable at best, especially because the book was designed to be semi-preachy about tolerance
3 1/2. Was surprised by the audio narrator's voice, but his timing and comedic tone bumped my rating up a half star. He made the constant full name repetition and use of catchphrases like dynamo circle back to re-funny. I liked Austin's exploration of friend and romantic relationships within the end of the world/monsters trope. The ending wasn't my favorite, but much of the book felt fresh.
I wonder if I've just aged out of empathy for the main character, and if teen me would have liked this more, since I went through such a Sylvia phase. The supporting characters were better than Jam. I suspected she was making Reeve up, and once the truth came, it just made me angrier at her privilege.
So very disappointing. I forced myself to finish in the hopes that maybe, somehow, because it's Rainbow Rowell, it would salvage itself. Nope, the ending was an anticlimactic wreck. Her YA is excellent, filled with complex and believable characters and situations. Yet this “adult” book included a pandering attempt at a love triangle and a magic, time-traveling phone. Say what? This was whiny, poorly written, plot-less dreck. I believe you to be better than this, RR.
My shelf listing is a lie, it's not really read, I still haven't finished. I've tried for 2 years and can't make this book work for me. The writing is gorgeous and lush and heartbreaking and the story is interesting. It's not the book, it's me. I loved I Am the Messenger....does that help? I'm feeling a lot of bookshame, here. I'm sorry, Leisel. It's me, not you.