White tried to fit the religious trauma of her childhood into a thriller format, and they went together like oil and water.
NOTE: This is not about members of the LDS church, specifically. This is about White’s experience with the church. When you look at certain sects and groups of the LDS church and what they perpetuate, you can see how White might come out of her experiences traumatized. If you are Mormon, you might not agree with this book, or what I put in this review. White’s book is not an attack on Mormons personally.
Everyone can agree that the show Mister Magic existed, and then it was just gone. A whole generation grew up with this eccentric show as the center of their childhood until it mysteriously vanished from the airwaves. Any attempts to dig into the mystery of what happened are quickly removed from the internet like they never existed. Decades later, the last six children appearing on Mister Magic are returning to make a podcast on their experiences. Val, the leader of the group as a kid (and our main character), remembers nothing about her childhood. As she reconnects with her decades-old friends, it is quite obvious that they are hiding something. As old childhood memories and horrors are dug up, the six adults quickly realize the podcast is a cover for something much more sinister.
Intricacy is what makes a good thriller. Whether through clever loopholes, complex characters, or a weaving plot line, a thriller should be comprised of nuance and cleverness. The thriller side of this was as subtle as a sledgehammer to the face. It is obvious that every single character has a secret. In fact, on several occasions, side characters openly taunt Val with the fact that they know things she does not. And yet, our main character, Val, goes along with it. It is so incredibly clear that nothing about this situation is normal. The house, the people, and the town where the podcast is being recorded are so bizarre and sinister. Yet, even though every situation in this book was screaming “RUN THIS ISN’T RIGHT,” Vals stays right there, very stationary. Everything just happens to her. There is no action or proactiveness on her part. She is frustratingly passive about everything going on, and it literally takes a stranger to give her a glaring piece of evidence to spur her into action. I have only read White’s fantasy novels, which are filled with subtlety and complex plots, so to have Mister Magic seem so juvenile was quite a shock.
Every character is absurdly weird, or a caricature. This book's supporting cast is all summarized as white, racist, homophobic, AND sexist. The six main characters aren’t much better. They all have exactly one personality trait that makes up their character arc. Mind you, these six “kids” are now parents and in their forties. So why was there no character depth? White was presenting the supporting cast as the Mormon church, and what they stood against. It is not a secret that the traditional teachings of Mormonism are problematic. Women and people of color are seen as less than white traditional men, homosexuality is not only frowned upon but condemned. Naturally, our six main characters reflect most of these points. A gay Black man, a man still in the closet, a severely unhappy “traditional” wife, and a man who is softer than what is deemed manly make up four of our six. I only connected that the frustratingly simple characters were meant to be a reflection of something AFTER I read the author’s note. Without any context, this just came across as lazy writing.
At 80%, the climax of the story, we switch gears. At this point, the story was finally coming together. Our girl Val was finally taking some action to fix the absolute absurdity of her situation. Right about here, White included pages upon pages of writing about the harmful effects strict and rigorous rules and lifestyles can have on a child. This is wonderful but in the middle of the climax? The fast-paced decisions and tense moments were rudely interrupted with dialogue on how to raise your children, whether there is one “correct” way, and such. Of all the places to add this commentary, right when everyone is about to die does not seem like the smartest place.
Reading this book was an exhausting and murky experience. I have a lot of respect for White to be able to write about something that really hurt her in childhood, I just don’t think this was the way to go about it. In the end, what was this book trying to be? A thriller with cleverly added commentary on religious trauma? Religious trauma disguised as a thriller, in order to make it more palatable for a larger audience? In the end, no one really knows, and that is the problem. How is one supposed to enjoy a book if, by the final page, the book’s purpose has not been made clear?
Thank you to Net Galley and Random House Publishing Group for the advanced copy. All opinions expressed are my own.
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I am having an incredibly hard time with this review. At its core, this book is a commentary on religious trauma for children, disguised as a thriller. This format did not work. Not only that, but everyone in this book also felt like caricatures of hate. Send help this review might be the last thing I ever do.
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a full review will be (hopefully) posted tomorrow, but I have a few things I want to say:
-this book lacks any nuance or subtlety. everything is in your face, and not in a good way.
-these 35+ year-old characters are dumber than some of the 16-year-old girls from the 2010 YA dystopia era, which is saying a lot
-the mystery aspect of the book could have been fun and wonderful, but the fact that the writing, characters, and context were done so poorly ruined any enjoyment I could find.
thanks to NetGalley for the arc
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this cover is just *chefs kiss*