I so wanted to like this novel. The cover was intriguing. I looked forward to the “thriller” that the promo promised. Unfortunately, I found “Eye of the Beholder” to be only a tepid and predictable mystery.
Maddy Wright is a ghostwriter for wealthy clients who want to produce their memoirs but can’t do it themselves. Despite her talent and hard work, Maddy’s name never appears in the books she writes since that would ruin the illusion that the “autobiographer” had written the book. Having published nothing under her own name, her career seemed stuck in neutral gear.
But now, Maddy has been hired by Dr. Angela Reynolds, a brilliant cosmetic surgeon who runs a corporation operating high-end clinics all over the world. Reynolds intends her memoir to be an aid to her corporation and clinics. The payoff for Maddy? A whopping fee and credit as co-author. The challenge? Maddy has only four weeks to complete the book.
So that Maddy can remain focused and always available, Reynolds sends the ghostwriter to her ultra-modern but very isolated home in the Scottish Highlands. Shortly after Maddy’s arrival, Reynold’s business partner, Scott, arrives unexpectedly and takes up residence in another wing of the house. Maddy and Scott experience several odd events Various questions and inconsistencies arise. Eventually, Maddy and Scott begin a romance.
Dr. Reynolds and Maddy do not work well together. They disagree about the book’s contents, Reynolds insisting that her memoir focus on cosmetology rather than her. Then Reynolds moves up the book’s launch date, giving Maddy even less time. Nevertheless, she finishes by the new deadline. Reynolds is pleased. Maddy returns to London to await publication day, eager to see her name on the finished product. At the launch party, Maddy learns that the book has been scrapped in favor of a new product and a corporate merger and that Scott has been found dead at the bottom of a cliff in Scotland. Several months later in London, Maddy is sure she sees Scott on a crowded street. Just what in the heck is going on?
“Eye of the Beholder” starts out well enough. Author Emma Bamford immediately hooks us by beginning the story with Maddy chasing her presumed-dead lover down city streets. As the narrator and protagonist, Maddy seems likable. The Scottish Highlands/”Brutalist“ mansion setting is well and specifically depicted. Bamford’s prose is clear and professional and includes the occasional literary flair. Her dialogue is believable.
As the novel progresses, however, Maddy loses credibility, becoming more self-absorbed and needy and much less likable. Her disagreements with Reynolds make her seem headstrong and churlish. Her love for Scott seems to come out of nowhere. None of the other characters are particularly engaging. Reynolds seems cold and aloof. Scott comes off as moody and morose. It’s tough to be “thrilled” by a novel whose characters are off-putting.
However, it was the novel’s plot and structure that I found most problematic. During the first half, I had trouble identifying what the mystery involved. Yes, some oddities occurred while Maddy was writing and falling in love in Scotland. But what were they in aid of? What was this novel about? It wasn’t until the second half that it became clear that these incidents actually “telegraphed” what was eventually to be revealed, thus rendering the “solutions” to the “mysteries” presented very predictable. That those solutions also relied on reams of “backstory,” some of which was delivered in long sections of explication, did not help matters.
Finally, I don’t believe “Eye of the Beholder” deserves to be called a “thriller.” It never left me on the edge of my seat or made my pulse pound or my eyes leap from page to page to see what happened next.
All in all, 2.75 stars rounded up to 3, meaning I did not enjoy this reading experience but found parts of it well done. Readers who are new, or fairly new, to the mystery genre may find something to enjoy here. But those who’ve read or watched a lot of the genre may come away from “Eye of the Beholder” with the feeling that they’ve seen all of this before.
My thanks to NetGalley, author Emma Bamford, and publisher Gallery Books, Gallery/Scout Press for providing me with a complimentary ARC. The foregoing is my independent opinion.