Although I’m sure I read them multiple times growing up, I’ve forgotten almost everything about the rest of this trilogy. I feel like I need to finish it before I move on to other Pike novels (even though The Last Vampire and Final Friends have been calling me lately). I started out thinking that perhaps Pike wrote the last two Remember Me novels under pressure from his publishers since the first was such a success, making it less a product of love than a contractual obligation, but now I’m not sure. There’s even less in Remember Me 2 that makes it widely accessible to the general public. If Remember Me was strange because its main character was a ghost telling her own story, this is even weirder. There are mild spoilers ahead for the first book.
After solving her murder from the afterlife, Shari is ready to go on–whatever that means for a spirit like her. When her Teacher offers her the chance to return to earth in the body of a troubled teenage girl, she accepts. As a Wanderer, she’ll be given an important task for the betterment of humanity. Jean Rodriguez has given up on her life. Living on the poor side of L.A., she and her family scrape to get by each day, and Jean has just discovered that she’s pregnant. On the one year anniversary of Shari Cooper’s death, Jean survives a fall from a balcony, but like Shari’s, it may have been no accident.
Structurally, this book is kind of a mess. The chapters move back and forth between Jean’s life and Shari’s experiences in the afterlife, and it isn’t clear immediately what one has to do with the other. Shari’s chapters are strangely didactic; Pike has a habit of veering into the spiritual. While there are few things more spiritual than a dead protagonist, it’s less like a story than a series of philosophical theories. There’s little resembling a plot for most of the novel; it’s more like a lengthy set-up for something else.
There’s an even odder section where Jean/Shari reads a story she wrote. I forgot most of the rest of the novel, but I remembered this story perfectly (it’s the kind of thing that sticks in your brain, especially if you’re a writer). As a younger reader, I didn’t find it strange at all, but as an older reader, I’m less clear about why it’s there. This isn’t the first time Pike has included stories inside of stories; it’s practically the premise of The Midnight Club, and Master of Murder also includes a short story written by the main character, who’s a famous author, but it makes less sense in the context of Remember Me 2. Shari wants to be a writer, and it’s suggested that her purpose as a Wanderer is connected to her storytelling, but this particular story seems unconnected to her Teacher’s lessons and it doesn’t seem to echo or advance the plot the way typical stories within stories do. It’s just there, presumably for entertainment. This is an odd narrative device, but… I kind of like it? It takes the English teacher insistence that everything is a metaphor and turns it on its head. On the other hand, I can see some readers being irritated by a section of the book that apparently has little to do with the rest of the novel.
Jean Rodriguez is not the only instance where Pike turns his attention to characters of color who are struggling to get by, and since he’s a longtime resident of L.A., I’m glad he pays attention to the reality of his city. I’m less certain about his representation (I don’t recall a lot of my years of Spanish, but his strikes me as a little iffy), but I feel like it’s a good faith effort. I still love the relationship between Shari and Jimmy the most; her love for her brother comes through so much clearer than her romance with Peter. The novel picks up pace in the second half and ends up being quite suspenseful, with a small twist I’m not sure I would have seen coming had I not read it before. Fans of Pike will probably find something to like about it, but it lacks most of the dark charm of the first novel, and I don’t think it’s strictly necessary to read them all. It’s perfectly possible to enjoy Remember Me as a stand-alone, without the additional weirdness of its sequels.
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