3.5, to be totally honest, and more like a three. But I feel that a book like this needs to be viewed in two different ways - the what, and the how. The what here is awesome, the how not so much. I will therefore start with the what.
Many authors will tell you that their stories are often born about by a simple game of what if. What if a star pitcher broke his arm, what if the world began to freeze over, what if everyone died and one person remained? And now we have the big what if - what if after people died, we could still be in touch with them?
Or rather, not them exactly, but a computer generated them, complete with texting, emailing, and most haunting of all, video chat. In this book, Sam computer geek first creates an alogorithm to help online daters find their real match, rather than the ones they seek through their wistful but woefully inaccurate profiles. This proves successful in that it matches Sam with his intended, Meredith, but proves too successful in that Sam is then fired for having put the online dating service out of business.
Around this time, Meredith's beloved grandmother dies rather suddenly, and Meredith is distraught. On a bit of a whim, Sam suggests Meredith email her, and by loading a computer with all of the communications she shared with her grandmother, the new program generates a very grandmother sounding email back.
This soon moves on to video chat, and soon becomes a business larger than life - or at least, larger than death. People can now connect with the ones they have lost, and discover they do not need to say goodbye. With this fantasy, however, comes a lot of complications as far as the grieving and ultimately healing process, the ever present conundrum of man versus machine, and how we view life once we see it as somewhat eternal.
This reminded me of that Jose Saramago book where no one died (sounds good, doesn't it, but it's actually a really bad plan) and a little bit of Frankenstein and some others I am now blanking on. The bottom line is, it presented a really fascinating look at something we might all dream about (now I don't need to miss X anymore!) but in fact are blessed by not having (now I can never move on). It gets to the heart of loss and how we suffer in order to move forward but short sightedly want to skip the suffering and we simply cannot. And by exploring both the staggering strengths of machines as well as their fundamental limitations, we have both a frightening look at how easily we can be replaced as well as a reassuring sense that, no, not really.
Now the how.
Sorry, Frankel, but here's where we part ways. I kept thinking while reading this, Are you really allowed to write like this? By which I mean, you know how sometimes you read a book and you're like, I could never do that. Well this read more like a book that you could write if you never bothered editing or going for subtlety or trying to develop characters or make dialog at all believable. A study in craft this is not. The humor is often painfully obvious and contrived (ala Tropper but not as witty), the love of the main characters veers from not at all explored or believable to being beyond pukey and TMI. Those charming rom com perfect lines spoken moments? Maybe they're cute in a theatre, they're nice when they happen to you, but man they do NOT translate onto the page.
So, the thing is this. Easy read? Yes. Thought provoking and kind of fascinating? Absolutely. Believable? Not even slightly, and the very present narrator and its highly irritating and overdone snarky "humor" did not help. Well written? Not remotely. But I whipped through this one and, thought the 'twist' was incredibly predictable rather early on, I still felt compelled to see it through.
So, I recommend the what, but for the sake of my integrity, heed my caution as to the how.