2.0 stars... could have been more- read on- The Book of Mirrors is told from the perspectives of a would-be writer, Richard Flynn, in his partially finished manuscript, followed by the literary agent Peter Katz who receives it. When Flynn dies of a long term illness, his wife claims to have no knowledge of the book, so Peter enlists journalist John Keller to look into the facts that they have, in hopes of finding the manuscript. After meeting with nearly everyone who might still be alive connected with Richard's unfinished story, John connects with retired police officer Roy Freeman. Finding himself at a crossroads with bits and pieces of information that seem to lead nowhere, he returns the old case files to Freeman. This was one case which still niggled at him after all these years, after being part of the original investigation and Freeman begins to put pieces together in ways he never did earlier.
The set up was tantalizing- thirty years ago a genius psychologist Joseph Wieder was murdered. His project was top secret and slightly sinister. He liked to manipulate and play with people's heads. His university students worshipped him. Others worked for and with him. Some had received controversial treatment from him, in his role as court appointed psychiatrist. Who killed him? Was it the suspect the cops put in prison?
That was the good stuff. Kept me reading quite eagerly.
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However, I kept being jolted by myriad of irritating aspects:
~ The "manuscript" introducing the book had an odd, stilted style and a few phrases which appeared to have been poorly translated versions of English idioms. (However, the book was not a translation. The writer, however, is from Transylvania.)
- " I felt like a FISH IN WATER among that Babel of different races and customs".
- "...we let our POCKETS BLEED and bought a bottle of Côtés du Rhône..."
AND... SIMPLY OUTRAGEOUS: "in an accent she brought with her from the Midwest and that she seemed disinclined to shed merely to keep in step with fashion....'I fell in love with a boy'- she pronounced it BUOY."
ERROR IN CONTEXT & SETTING:
- "trying to squirt mustard from a tube, without realizing you first have to peel off the tinfoil seal."
- "Is there something wrong with the boiler? I had to wait half an hour for the water to warm up."
-- A North American English editor would have noticed these idiosyncrasies, I think. We don't use fish in water, but out of water. Perhaps "pockets bleed dry", even though it is a clunky turn of phrase? Europeans use TUBE mustard and boilers, which are turned off and on again for hot water as needed unlike North Americans who expect hot water on demand.
--The Brits are very accent conscious, unlike most North Americans. No, Laura would not shed her accent for STYLE! And what does BUOY sound like? I cracked up laughing at that nonsense.
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"BUOY- [boy, bwoy, or BOO-wee] noun: an anchored floating object in water that shows hazards, mooring places, and so on; verb: to keep afloat; to mark with a buoy
This is a true shibboleth word in that how you pronounce this word depends a great deal on where you live. “Boy,” “bwoy,” and “BOO-wee” are all technically correct, although “boy” is the pronunciation that is most often found in dictionaries.
Buoy is first found in the fifteenth century—spelled boye or boyee, bouee, boie, boya, boia, boei, and boia depending upon the language (Old French, English, French, Norman, Spanish, Portuguese, Dutch, and Provençal, respectively). No one is sure whether the English buoy evolved from the Old French (boye) or Middle Dutch (boei).
As for pronunciation, it’s a split decision: linguists historically have recognized “bwoy” as the preferred pronunciation, but “boy” is more common among sailors (who should know best) and is more often found in England and other non-American Englishspeaking countries. It’s the most common pronunciation in New England as well.
****As for the rest of the United States, “BOO-wee” wins. ***"
(You're Saying It Wrong, by ROSS PETRAS AND KATHRYN PETRAS)
That was the "manuscript" portion of The Book of Mirrors.
The mystery... Should I go on? Well. I'm on a roll, and if I'm going to give this book a lowly rating, I should be fair with my observations.
In general, I began to realize that the secondary characters and even VERY MINOR characters - a grocery bag full of them with names and useless little side stories not even HINTING of a bit of peppery suspense, so much blah, blah, blah - were unwelcome as spoiling vegetables in my cooler. Why include the most boring piece of dialogue that I've ever read, about the salesman sitting beside you on the plane, give the man a name AND report that he told you dull police jokes? And to add insult to injury, describe the girl who met him, "dressed up like a cowboy singer, in Levi's, a gingham shirt, and a leather vest, with a cowboy hat perched on her long blond hair"! (Maybe for the international German cowboy loving readers? Gawk!) So many distractions cluttering the plot, and not a stinky red herring among them!
WHO DUNNIT? Philosophically, everything is tied up neatly with a bow. Yes, just think about those double crossing mirrors - distorted images - what we choose to see. Uh huh. Deep.
And literary agent Peter Katz tells us, "I haven't read the manuscript yet. ...Most likely, Richard Flynn had been wrong to the very end. Laura Baines had probably..."
EDGE OF MY SEAT!! It's THE TWIST! I knew it!
I turn the page.... holding my breath for the clincher! The fun house book of mirrors!
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NO! Groan...
"Acknowledgements".
And that's all he wrote.
E.O. Chirovici missed his chance for a grandstand ending.
American cliches - screwed up idioms- stupid accents (the southern one is embarrassing). How much you will like this one will depend on how much you either ignore, forgive or altogether miss the constant faux pas, the extraneous dialogue and characters and a story ended by telling you how to think about it. I liked it about a three star rating but it lost so much in its poor editing and missed opportunities, and because I thought that I'd hit adrenaline before an exciting twisty ending. Meh.