The Children Act

Ian McEwan can write some of the most gorgeous prose, but sometimes it seems like the emotion behind those words is somehow missing. I felt like this novel specifically was building to some sort of climax that was never quite realized - we had the big, emotional moment, and then the book was just done. There were events that should have made me feel all sorts of things, but I felt held apart from them, and couldn't ever quite engage completely. Of course, as always, the writing itself is beautiful, and the story was interesting, although I would have liked to feel more connection.