I couldn't finish. I hate, HATE not finishing a book I've started and rarely review them, but I start this at the beginning of December and it's now the end of April, and it deserves something for all my effort. Have a gold red star.
You know, I understand the fascination with Irene Adler. Holes never showed canonical interest in her but was miffed he was outsmarted by a woman--and she's smart. But Irene is only half the story in this book.
Like Holmes has Watson, Irene has Nell, an unrelated acquaintance-turned-friend-slash-biographer. Watson worked because his temperament was a good complement to Holmes, and he was handy in a fight, among other things. Nell is a frightened parson's daughter scared of everyone and everything and doesn't really have a use, except that Irene likes her the way you'd like a very intelligent pet.
At the point I had to quit, which was roughly halfway through, the story is more about Nell than Irene. NO. I picked this up because it promised a good mystery. Instead I'm treated to something about "oh these missing historical diamonds might be around here somewhere but instead we're going to have Irene fall in love with a prince and let Nell be scandalized at everything while she learns how to type and let's not forget that Nell is scandalized by everything."
Even the Irene parts aren't interesting. She's flighty and less polished than Holmes--it makes sense, she's not a professional detective, but at the same time the book feels too much like a set-up, not enough actual story, never mind the mystery.
Neither Irene nor Nell have enough personality to be good characters on their own, and combining them as a team doesn't mean that suddenly those flaws go away.
I had such high hopes for this. It was supposed to tie into A Scandal in Bohemia, and I like stories about girls/women, but it spends so much time going absolutely nowhere. I don't care if the second half of the book is where everything starts to make sense. If it take TWO-HUNDRED PAGES before the actual story I was promised starts, then NO.
I mean, think about the first Holmes story (A Study in Scarlet): it begins with an introduction to our narrator (Watson) and his backstory, then how he meets, rooms with, and begins to get to know Holmes. Then the mystery starts. The entire thing is interesting and informative without being an info-dump. Moreover, the start of the mystery doesn't signal the end of getting to know the characters that make the story so enjoyable: everything is worked in together for one cohesive storyline.
This book starts similarly: we get an introduction to Penelope Huxleigh, or narrator, and an understand of how she comes to a position to meet Irene. We meet Irene. They move in together and Nell starts to figure Irene out. So far, so good.
But then, it fails. Irene does this...but then Irene does this other thing completely unrelated. And instead of a single story we have the vague notion that we might come back to Plot A but in the meantime we have Minor Plots B and C to work around and also Plotlike Things D and E Which May Not be Relevant to Anything Because Is This Book About Anything Anymore?
If the book is about Irene (which it is) then there needs to be more of her--very rarely do I really dislike a non-antagonist character, but Nell is just insufferable--and if there's more Irene, then it needs to be relevant. In real life, yes, you might start something but then have this rabbit trail and that thing completely unrelated, but this is a story and needs to have a linear plot. It starts to read like a "dear diary, today Irene did this. Dear diary, today Irene did this other scandalous thing. Dear diary, this is completely unrelated."
I just don't know. There's not enough mystery for it to be a mystery. But there's not nearly enough romance to put it in that category (thank goodness). There's not enough story of any sort to justify the paper.