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384 pages, Paperback
First published July 7, 2015
3.75 stars! Dear Goodreads, Y U ONLY LET ME RATE WHOLE STARS. Anyway.
Hokay, here is a quick little summary of this novel to start the review off:
Adrian and Jim are called to Newport to draw up a new will for their most affluent client, Bennett Chapman. As a man who is about to get married, he wants to make sure his bride-to-be is the sole beneficiary to his fortune...not his two horrid children. Nicholas and Chloe are, go figure, violently opposed to this idea and plan to disprove their father's sanity by informing Adrian of the actual reason their father is marrying this much younger woman, Catherine: their dead mother told him to. Bennett's first wife, Elizabeth, is being channeled through Catherine's niece (Amy) and has INSISTED on this match and legit no one knows why. Cue hysteria and greed and anger and confusion. The kids are in an uproar, Catherine is just sorta goin with it, Amy is a little pissed/??? that she's the conduit for this forceful ghost woman and Adrian and Jim roll up and immediately have to dive in and decide who's right and who's bonkers. WELCOME TO RHODE ISLAND, READERS. LET'S GET WEIRD.
Having a paranormal element in a novel that is set in 1920's Rhode Island is absurd...and I love it. To me, it introduced the idea that anything can happen in this world because the craziest thing already has. And sure enough, oh boy, the closet door is thrown open and the skeletons just come sashaying out (very Fosse, heavy jazz hands). There are secrets revealed that are devastating, infuriating and yet, hopeful. And while all this is being dredged up over tea or a 289743 course meal, THERE IS STILL A DEAD WOMAN IN THE ROOM WHO IS MOUTHY AND WILL GET HER WAY IN ANY LIFE. Seriously, my ex thought I was needy? PSH.
Unfortunately, what started out as fascinating eventually grew tiresome. There were moments where I felt that it would have benefitted the story to be 25 pages shorter. Because the present story operates within such a bubble with the same characters, setting and conflicts, I found myself growing restless towards the end due to the repetition of dialogue and ideas (y'all are gonna wanna rip out Nick's vocal chords about half way through) and the spirit of Elizabeth Chapman grew more insistent and simultaneously more ridiculous. It turned in to "oh lord what beans are Elizabeth gonna spill this time." I was not a fan of the the fate that befell Bennett Chapman. It felt cheap and this novel does not look good in cheap.
A chunk of the book is written in flashbacks and like flashbacks, this is where many answers were revealed, especially in regards to the entwined past of Adrian and Catherine. I looooove me a good flashback and these kept me actively engaged in the story. Without them, you wouldn't care much about these two people, Catherine especially. I have never written a novel but I can imagine it must be very difficult to write characters that have high defensive walls because they can often come across as one-dimensional and unsympathetic. The supporting storyline from 1898 helped dilute Catherine and Adrian's present rigidity. The story that takes place during the present was so full of animosity and distrust that the flashbacks were a welcome relief. For a few pages at a time, the readers were allowed to leave the Newport mansion and meet a new character, or go ice-skating, or witness real love. The past and present complimented each other like red wine and chocolate; in order to truly enjoy one, you needed the other. OOoooooo brb.
*sips pinot noir* *quietly sobs because there is no chocolate in this house*
I read through this novel as quickly as my life would allow, picking it up whenever there was a spare moment. I wanted to know what happened to these people, I wanted to know who was going to reign over the great Liriodendron. Yes, I had a few issues with the storyline but that does not belittle the fact that Jill Morrow wrote a novel that was full of intrigue and a dark glamour that I couldn't seem to resist. Newport is full of prose that was both easy to read and ample in detail, not to mention chock full of 1920's sass. A couple of passages (among many) that grabbed me:
---"Her expression was as guileless as ever, those big blue eyes belying any concept of deviousness...easily the cutest little thing he'd seen in quite a while. But so were kittens, and they made him break out in hives."
---"This was not to deny that Liriodendron was beautiful. It was, in an old-fashioned, lavendar-and-crepe sort of way. It reminded Jim of afternoon teas in downtown Boston hotels, where powdered matrons sipped sweet weak oolong from paper-thin porcelain cups and stubbornly denied the existence of a chaotic world outside."
I finished Newport at least a week ago and in order to write this review, I went back and reread many sections of it. I found that every time I picked it up, I enjoyed it more. I'm not quite sure what that says about this novel, but that's how it worked on me. I felt like I understood what Morrow was trying to do with the rapid clean up of all the loose ends by the conclusion. If you're looking for something that could almost be classified as a beach read, but with more depth and a lovely New England backdrop, pick up Newport. And plus, I mean, have you seen the cover art? STUNNING. This baby deserves to be shown off.