I had really mixed feelings about this one. Let's start with the positive: the case itself is interesting and built up with lots of tension. Violence escalates, everyone is near a breakdown at the end. It certainly fits the bill for a legal thriller. I liked the legal background and history of the insanity defense and aspects like that.
However, there was a LOT of negative in this book that leaves me with a really bad taste in my mouth:
First of all, the extremely graphic, to the point of gratuitous, detailed descriptions of rape, torture, and murder made it hard to read, and getting hit with that right at the beginning of the book made me seriously hesitate about whether I wanted to read it at all.
In rural Mississippi, I guess, you expect racial tensions, some lingering segregation, and so on. But full-blown daily KKK marches and rallies and torture sessions? When the hell does this take place, the 1930s? Was this really still going on as recently as the book makes it out to be? Or is Clanton just THAT backwards? (Side note: the town is called "Clanton" - Clan-town - and people are surprised that the Klan has so much influence? Really?)
The abundant use of the N-word is insane. Like, so, so, so much that it almost starts to lose its punch; like even characters that are supposed to be sympathetic are using it freely; like just everywhere, all the time. It's pretty disgusting. I obviously can't speak to whether that's a "product of the times" or what, but it was really overwhelming at times how everybody, even the good guys, would throw it around - and nobody says anything about it until very close to the end of the book.
The so-called hero, Jake Brigance, is a huge asshole. I was obviously supposed to feel bad for him at a number of points in the book, but I really just wanted to smack him. He's manipulative, misogynist, racist, borderline unfaithful (he keeps talking about how loyal he is to his wife and how he can't go to dinner with a female coworker because it might be seen as improper, but then he spends so much time describing her clothing and her breasts and hair and obviously lusting after her that it's gross). He's supposedly a teetotaler at the beginning of the book, and I really liked that about him, and then the second his wife goes out of town he just starts boozing it up like crazy, constantly, all hours of the day, going to work drunk. And he lies to his wife, constantly, to the point of *not telling her their house burned down and the dog died*. He "worships the ground she walks on", but he can't tell her something that freaking important? What, does her femininity make her too fragile to handle reality? Ass. Hole.
Jake's best friend/mentor, Lucien, was the antagonist in a previous Grisham book I read, so that was a giant 180 to begin with; in this he's made out to be a passionately liberal lawyer who fights for what is right in spite of his disbarment, but then he has no hesitation about turning around and doing unethical things (like buying verdicts), which seemed totally nuts for someone brave enough to support the NAACP as a rich white Southerner. And of course, the drinking and pissing in trees and rude comments to women - how are the readers supposed to like the guy?
And then there's the ending. Spoiler alert! Of course Jake gets the verdict he wants, but it's not because of anything he did - it's because some random juror, about whom we haven't heard anything at all up until this point, threw a hail mary in the jury room and magically convinced everyone to acquit by imagining the races swapped. (Because apparently people in Mississippi weren't intelligent enough to do this on their own, or see people as people - no, being reminded to try swapping the races turns a hung jury into a unanimous decision. What?) So Jake becomes a famous defense lawyer for work he didn't even do, and then immediately leaves town. That's it, that's the end.
The former secretary who became a widow because of this case, the National Guardsman who was paralyzed to protect this man, the second-in-her-class law-student genius who was abducted and tortured, all by the KKK - they get no ending, not even a mention. Jake claims after the shooting that "every day" he'll feel guilty about the soldier who took the bullet, yet he gives him zero thought before ditching town. The secretary who had worked with Jake since before he passed the bar, whose husband was bludgeoned to death for her tangential involvement in this case? She's probably somewhere in Clanton, grieving alone, and neither Jake nor Lucien give a single shit. Ellen the law student, without whom Jake would have had no case because she did all the research and provided him with all the scripts and documentation and backup? No thought whatsoever. She's still lying in a hospital bed, probably traumatized and alone (because her dad ditched her to go watch the court proceedings).
But none of these merit a mention, at all, in the close of the book. None of them flit through Jake's mind for even a second. No, all Jake can think about is how much he misses his wife - oh no, sorry, my mistake: he misses "her body". The wife he lies to and constantly thinks about the breasts of other women instead of, whom he promised he would stop drinking and started again the minute she was gone, the wife who was worried sick about him and he couldn't even bother to call her daily - yeah, that wife. The one he's basically already considering divorcing while she's out of town and doesn't know about all his lies, the one he's obsessively checking newspapers to cover up his lies from, the one who's terrified for his life and caring for his child while he gets completely blackout wasted with his buddies and sleeps on couches. Suddenly she matters again? Where'd that come from?
Basically my favorite character in this was Ellen, and she gets no conclusion. "Little girls are special", Jake says, but her father doesn't start murdering KKK members in revenge for his daughter's abduction and near-rape, even though it's apparently been established that a rape-victim-daughter is an acceptable excuse for murder. (That actually would have been a really great WHAM ending, if in the final chapter Sheldon the ultra-liberal forgiveness-matters lawyer went after the KKK guys. Thematically appropriate, too.)
Anyway. Yeah, two stars. There are better Grisham books. I don't know if I'll give Jake Brigance a second try. I'd honestly like to never go back to Clanton Mississippi again. Maybe John Grisham could try setting books, I don't know, ANYWHERE THAT ISN'T MISSISSIPPI?
Sorry for the long ranting review. I feel better now.