I'm going to be a bit harsh in the review, but I can't really help it.. I was too disappointed. I really wanted to give this more stars than three. Honestly, if I could be more accurate, I'd give it three and a half. But since I can't give it that extra half, I had to round down, and give it three.
Big reason for rounding down: The fluffy writing. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy fluff. I like it in my pillows, on my dog, and under my butt when I'm driving. But I don't enjoy excessive fluffy, sensational language in 230 pages of text. 50 pages, I can do, but four times that many wears on my psyche after a while.
Which means the first fifty pages were actually pretty enjoyable, because the style of writing set the pace well, and lent a sense of urgency to Nannerl's heading to Vienna and the mystery surrounding Mozart's death. The next nearly 200 felt very rushed and overdone, with the author trying to soak up every magical aspect of Mozart's music and saturate the pages with the saccharine goodness, while running through the timeline at supersonic speed, without pausing more than a moment to look around.
Which leads to my next qualm: Undercharacterization. The author was so focused on bringing up all the Masonic connections and underlying politics (which was admittedly pretty interesting), that he completely missed the character-building process. I can't really recall anything special or extraordinary about any of the characters, save that Nannerl and the Baron had way too much sappy chemistry.
Which was, I have to say, the most annoyiny plot addition. Really, the woman proclaims her love for the man after knowing him for all of about three days, and then acts like her heart is completely shattered when he betrays her. I realize that men like to think of women as delicate flowers unable to rein their emotions in, but that particular characterization by the author was rather obnoxious, and totally turned me off to her. I had a lot of trouble finishing the book after that, actually. Luckily, there wasn't much left, or else I wouldn't have bothered.
The rest of the characters were interesting enough, but there were so many random characters who felt very.. Overindulged, for lack of a better word. Like all the players were written in the style of one of Mozart's operas, with everyone in stage make-up and belting out lines so that even the cheap seats can hear. There was a random, unnecessary scene in a crypt, and overdramatic indulgences where Nannerl has apparently boundless intuition. People don't have to even say anything around her; they just look down at the floor a certain way, and she knows exactly what Masonic connection they are. Very over-the-top, and not easily connected to at all.
But besides the obnoxious female character flaws, the book had a lot of good things. Rees obviously knows his music, and brings out the beauty of being a musician, as well as the subtle nuances in Mozart's compositions really well. His passion is infectious, and as an ex-music major myself, I completely understood it. Very personal, and very joyful. I really enjoyed that touch to the story, and the main three stars is for that passion alone. It's beautiful.
However, this book felt so much like a fountain of potential, that never really fully delivered; I just felt so let-down at the end. Perhaps Rees will do another historical fiction with Beethoven, and take more time to allow the story to unfold (without the dramatic female love entanglements), because I could see that being worth reading.