Stephen Finnucan's story of redemption in war torn Naples during WWII gets points for being an overall interesting tale. However, it loses points for just about every other avenue.
Finnucan's writing style is bland and unimaginative, with two dimensional and uninspired characters. Because of this, an otherwise good story ultimately falls flat. Nothing really begins to happen until page 189, and considering that this book is only 226 pages long, it seems like an awful long and dragged out build up to a conclusion that is wrapped up in under 50 pages.
I was very disappointed by this book, it could have been so much more than it was, and I wanted very much to enjoy it, but found reading it to be a chore. A chore that I was only too happy to finish.