Showing posts with label Non-Romance: Mystery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Non-Romance: Mystery. Show all posts

Friday, July 3, 2026

BOOK REVIEW: Home Is Where the Bodies Are by Jeneva Rose

3 ‘Meh’ Stars

On the heels of reading You Shouldn’t Have Come Here, I decided to check out other titles by the author. I couldn’t resist the cool VHS tape cover of Home Is Where the Bodies Are and the premise sounded promising.  But, as the saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover.

Instead of a suspense-thriller like the cover suggests, this story is bogged down by dysfunctional family drama as three thirty-something siblings gather following the passing of their mother only to discover that their family mementos include home videos of a dead body, a scene which their parents appear complicit in.  The opening chapters of the mother dying are depressing, and the rest is a lot of sibling resentment and squabbles.  The adult children do not solve the mystery; they just stumble through it. There are flawed characters and then there’s just face in your palm characters and these fall in the latter category—especially the parents. By the end, they were reprehensible.

Speaking of the recently departed mother, her chapters were particularly cringey to get through. The attempts to paint a picture of 1999 was not only blatantly forced but led to awkward narration that didn’t resemble how a person would talk or think in the moment. Not to mention some of the cultural references were off. It was painfully clear this was not written by a Gen Xer who knew the decade firsthand, but by someone younger trying to pretend like they did.

For the record, people weren’t walking around in 1999 describing what other people were wearing while also pointing out technology (by brand name to boot) that coincidentally was going to be obsolete in twenty years. And moms sure weren’t standing around taking selfies with their bestie neighbor because they would have known those doubles they were promising to get would be a waste of film processing since cameras of that decade were not designed to be used that way and thus, aside from a lucky shot, it didn’t turn out. Oh and teenagers weren’t knocking on doors asking for someone to come out and play. (Not ‘hang out’ or ‘go do something’, or even ‘play [insert sport]’ but plain old childlike “play” as if they were six.)

To say the book could be researched better is a bit of an understatement especially when you also factor in the inaccuracies with everything from safety deposit boxes to the inheritance process.

All in all, while the plot had potential, it fails in execution.  The mood lacks suspense and thrill. The characters don't exactly come across as people you can really root for. And the ending message of forgiveness felt like it belonged more in a hokey but misogynist Sunday church sermon than a supposed thriller novel with a broken and bloody VHS tape cover.

It would be like seeking forgiveness for Jason Voorhees. 😱 


*Title borrowed from library. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.



~Also by the Author~

Monday, June 29, 2026

BOOK REVIEW: You Shouldn't Have Come Here by Jeneva Rose

    It sure has been a while 

    (*dusts off the cobwebs* surveys the clean-up needed*) 

    Well one thing at a time. 

    Speaking of time, I don't really have enough to vet a new romance read so I walked into a bookstore, headed for the mystery section, read a few back covers, and otherwise (aside from checking POV—gotta be 1st for me) went in blind, something I can’t do with romance. 

    Maybe it’s because it’s been a while since I’ve picked up a novel for leisure, yet alone a mystery/suspense, but this one wasn’t like how I remembered them. The formula was different. Or maybe times have finally changed. Regardless, I had no intent to start writing reviews again. I got into that [reviews and blogging] for fun, but it became more like work, and a time suck which ate into more important priorities. Women have enough unpaid labor in the world, so I took a break. (*glances at the time stamp on the last post*) Okay a long break. But here I am again. I finished the book and my fingers were itching on the laptop keys. Some girls just have itches we gotta scratch. Mine is words. So here goes.  With this long of an introduction, I’ll try to make it quick. (But that’s probably a lie.)

4.5 Stars

You Shouldn’t Have Come Here was on a table in between the mystery section and the romance section. Was it a romantic suspense? I pondered even as I neared the last quarter of the novel.

Or was it gonna be a suspense thriller? 

It’s suspense for sure with a theme of things are not as they seem.

The mystery is in the genre, and it’s a slow build mystery, one that simmers longer than Grace’s brussels sprouts or Calvin’s hotdogs and beans. There are hints of menace in the background as our dual first-person narrators explore their push and pull relationship that has an expiration date, always front and center in their minds as well as the readers as the book sections count down the days of her stay.

Do they overcome their obstacles and ride off into the metaphorical sunset? Only the final pages would tell so I’ll dance around this a little more. Besides, I was getting ahead of myself.

Grace Evans threw a dart at a map and booked her yearly vacation at an Airbnb ranch in Wyoming. Before she even gets there, the creepy encounters begin. And they only continue to pile up once she’s settled in. Are they coincidences? Or simply Grace’s nagging paranoia? She is a fish out of water, a NYC banker in the remote west where wild animals outnumber the people in population. But the locals aren’t short on problems. There’s Calvin’s brother who has as many hang-ups and resentments as he has had drinks. As well as Calvin’s pseudo mother and wanna-be girlfriend, both of which aren’t subtle with their opinion that an outsider like Grace doesn’t belong.

Grace certainly experiences some culture shock as her host’s friends, family, and nature begin crawling out of the woodwork. As does a lot of new vacation experiences that aren’t exactly Instagram worthy.  But she mostly takes it in stride, projecting her cool city confidence with this insular crew.

I gotta admit, I’m not sure if the author intended for some of the drama that ensues to be humorous or not, but I got a kick out of it while I played armchair detective and psychologist, analyzing which characters might be psychos and which might only be small town crazy.  As a result, it kept me turning pages.  I was also torn between wanting to see Grace and Calvin emerge unscathed and get together (the romantic in me) and wanting a good twisted thriller (the horror movie fan in me).

There’s, of course, the business with the missing girl, which makes the Sheriff a frequent guest even if he’s not booking a reservation.  And what skeletons are lurking in everybody’s guarded past?

All I’m gonna say is that the novel delivers the promised twists. And while I considered most possibilities, I was still surprised at the ultimate reveals.  I want to praise not just the execution of the ending, but also the way it broke the mold. There are enough helpless heroines in literature, and thankfully Grace isn’t one of them. A one-time feminist literary theory student, I closed the book with a sense of satisfaction. Though I’ll admit, I craved a bonus chapter with Dubois’s reaction. This would make a good limited-episode binge-watch Netflix kind of movie.

 Romance Safety:  


GOODREADS

*Title purchased from Barnes & Noble. All reviews written by Book-Bosomed Book Blog are honest opinions.

Friday, December 1, 2017

BOOK REVIEW & LIT ANALYSIS: The Dead of Winter by Chris Priestley

Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Suspense/Horror

~Book Review~
2 Stars

*No outright spoilers in this section, but this review hints at them through discussion of the novel's flaws. 

Michael Vyner is orphaned, lost, and distraught as he’s nudged from his mother’s grave to the guardianship of his benefactor. An isolated and foreboding estate awaits him along with its secrets, horrors, and mysteries.

From the start, the first person narration echoes elements of gothic fiction while evoking nods to Victorian works such as Dicken’s and later horror techniques of Stephen King (think Great Expectations meets The Shining). While the writing was promising and the scenes well painted, after a while it was clear that this story was nothing new, and in fact, rehashing something quite tired and old.

I have no clue how this story has garnered so much recommendation and praise. I chose it for use with a mystery literary unit for my children’s homeschool studies, and while we will still be reading it, the discussion will focus less on the mystery and suspense and more on the lacking presentations of women. Though let it be said that falling on clichéd prototypes also highlights an author’s inept ability to formulate complex and developed antagonists alongside a failure to craft a compelling reveal and resolution in the mystery genre.

The real horror here is the novel’s reliance on flat, stereotypical depictions of female characters. That kind of characterization isn’t simply cringe-worthy; it’s archaic. One dimensional characterization that feminist literary scholars have been decrying for decades should not be appearing in young adult fiction written in 2012! Modern fiction writers should know when to draw on classic literary periods and when to transcend them. There’s nothing to be gained by emulating the relegation of women into stifling representations of either angel or monster, where they are either helpless victims or evil incarnate.  To add insult to injury, the novel then exults in affirming the male characters’ sensibilities of insight, perception, understanding, and heroism. And thus, the young male protagonist finds kinship with the mature male characters, joining the good old boy club of fiction, of “heroes” it seems. (Even the male dog is portrayed this way.) This is not the type of coming-of-age story, one where all the women in the male’s life have deserted him, traumatized him, or been made helpless victims, that young male readers should be reading, nor is it one that young females should accept.

Instead of recommending this title to other readers, let me recommend a book to the author—Gilbert and Gubar’s The Mad Woman in the Attic would be a nice start. While Mr. Priestly may have familiarized himself with modern horror fiction and gothic literature for inspiration, it’s clear he has not cracked open this fundamental publication in feminist literary analysis and learned that savvy women readers have long been onto the misrepresentations of women in fiction by men, a misrepresentation that this novel perpetuates.

I do not recommend this book to young adults, but if your teen is reading it, the following discussion should accompany it. 


~A Feminist Literary Character Analysis~
This section is designed for parents, educators, and readers to fully understand the lacking presentations of women depicted in this novel. If you are reading this section, it is assumed you are more focused on content and analysis than spoilers or you have already read the book.

Feminist Literary Criticism
Feminist literary criticism is an area of literary analysis that focuses on the presentations of women, gender roles, and women’s issues in literature.  It often looks at how women are depicted and the inherent messages in those portrayals. Issues of power, control, sex, and gender are just some of the angles that a work of fiction may be explored. What it often uncovers are the ways that texts marginalize, suppress, and/or exclude women.

The Angel and the Monster
Feminist literary scholars and women writers have long been troubled by these limiting presentations of women by male writers. These archetypes of polarizing, but equally pigeonholing, presentations of women have littered literary works for centuries. 

The Angel— Otherwise known as the male ideal, this stereotype has changed very little from its divine vision of purity in early writings down to the more modern housewives in fiction. The message stays the same.  These women are passive and powerless, polite and pure, selfless and subordinate; civil and sometimes childlike. 

The Monster—The angel’s polar opposite is an aggressor. Cunning, selfish, freakish, mad, materialistic, murderous, and often an abomination, the monster is evil and darkness, deceptive, often tempting males.

Female Characters in The Dead of Winter
(In order of appearance)
Mrs. Vyner:  She is never given a first name, referred to only as her role in life and now as the deceased mother of the male protagonist.  Not much is divulged about the woman who has birthed and raised Michael other than she was a widow, a “proud woman,” not greedy, who resented charity, but accepted it in minimal portions in order to support her son.
“But my mother had never been strong, though she had borne her hardships with great courage (5).
Pious, revered, humble…Michael's mother embroiders the angel image. 

Mr. Bentley’s wife:  The second female character spotted in the novel is also not given a first name, nor is she, as a living character, given a line of dialogue. She “had been standing at a respectful distance” from the grave and the men’s conversation (6). While the reader does not learn much about her, it’s clear from just this brief glimpse that she knows her subordinate place. 

Lady Margaret Claredon: The first female character to receive a full name, although her initial introduction as part of the suspense plot leaves her identity a mystery for a while, Lady Claredon is first shown in distress. An ethereal image dressed in white, visible only to the male protagonist, she is one of the two dead  and “weak” women in this tale, the two most blatant “angel” characters. She upholds the “ideal” when it comes to confining stereotypes for women in fiction. She was pleasant, passive, and stayed in her place. From the gossiping female servants, the reader learns she longed for a child. Michael later learns she was in fact, with child. She’s maternal, she’s respected, and she’s a victim.

Miss Charlotte: Now enters the Angel’s polar opposite, the Monster. It is interesting that Michael often notes her smile and describes her as “the most beautiful woman I had ever seen until that moment or since” seeing as how he will later be haunted by her face and her eyes for a lifetime (40-41).  But typical of the female monster persona, she can create deceiving false appearances.  Or perhaps, Charlotte’s initial characterization plays off of the clichéd myths that beautiful woman can not only not be trusted, but are also brainless and frivolous. This is most notably suggested in the dinner scene where she prattles on over what the men would deem trivial topics of dance and fashion.
Nods towards Charlotte’s darker nature surface in the descriptions of her appearance. Her hair hangs in “black ringlets” (40).  In contrast to Lady Claredon’s transparent white gown, Miss Charlotte is often clothed in heavier, dark fabric. There is the green velvet dress and green (possibly emerald) ring suggesting envy, and later she’s adorned in black when her evil nature is revealed.
 “‘What kind of monster are you?’”(188).
At this pinnacle point of the tale, Charlotte’s encasement in the Monster role is complete with her decent into the madwoman in the tower act. She not only is evil, she spawns it, responsible for the menacing spirit in the house.  The reasoning offered? Nothing more than she abhors weakness, easily translated into despise for her polar opposite, the Angel, Lady Claredon.  

Edith and Mrs. Guston: Both servants in the house in subordinate roles, neither Edith nor Mrs. Guston are entrusted with the truth when the men unveil the mystery and defeat the Monster.

The Girl I Met and Loved:  This one doesn’t even get a first or last name, referred to only by the role she played in Michael’s adult life.  “She took her leave of me” though he notes (205). Angel or Monster, it’s not clear, her character is identified as important to him but utterly lacking. She remains simply another woman who abandoned and possibly haunts him.

How do the male characters fair under examination?

The male characters of Michael Vyner, his father, Tristan Jerwood, Hodges, and even Clarence the dog—all play hero roles. Michael’s father saves Sir Stephen Claredon. Michael attempts to save him in the climatic confrontation scene. Hodges, along with Clarence the dog, save Michael in the freezing marsh. Jerwood and Hodges rescue Michael in the burning tower. Hodges, Sir Stephen, and Jerwood all attempted to save Lady Claredon from the frozen water, but fail. Likewise with Charlotte in the tower. The message is clear. The men are survivors and heroes, the women damsels in distress, victims, and victimizes.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

BOOK REVIEW: And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Haven't been finding a lot of romance titles that catch my eye so took a little break with this famous mystery...

3 Stars

And the killer is…

Just kidding! This is a mystery novel so this review is spoiler free.

Ten strangers are enticed to a semi-remote British island home for what appears to be a social vacation only to find there is a far more nefarious purpose behind the vague and deceptive invitations.  

Set during the 1930’s, the book is a bit of a product of its time thus depicting in places various sexist, racist, and bigoted attitudes and conventions. (Even the story’s previous titles are offensive.) None of the characters are ultimately sympathetic. They are stereotypical, under developed, and flat, though no doubt done purposely.  That being established, I won’t say it didn’t interfere with my ability to feel completely satisfied with the ending/final reveal. It also caused some difficulty holding my interest in the opening chapters and keeping the characters (or suspects) straight.

This is predominantly a plot driven novel. At a certain point, I couldn’t put it down if for nothing else than to find out who was the next victim and how it was all being played out.  Following the disturbing tone of the poem/ nursery rhythm, the suspense plot is well crafted with apt use of foreshadowing. (I must have flipped back to that poem a dozen times!) But there's a vast amount of suspension of disbelief required to accept the execution (no pun intended) of the murders in the order and fashion of the poem, which is posted in every room of the house for the victims to read, and thus avoid if they had any sense. These characters have the foresight and self-preservation qualities of a slasher film victim.  In fact, the 1986 horror satire, April Fool's Day is based on the premise. 

Contemporary readers could also easily draw comparisons and similarities to popular culture production such as the TV series Lost and the movie version of the board game Clue. Most notably, (aside from the obvious settings and premise) the tale poses certain philosophical questions like Lost but does not offer that superior level of character development, while creating an engaging who-done-it puzzle like Clue but minus the quirky, comical qualities. 

Stylistically, the story also draws on gothic fiction elements to weave its suspenseful and macabre tale.  
“There was something magical about an island—the mere word suggested fantasy. You lost touch with the world—an island was a world of its own. A world, perhaps, from which you may never return.”
Typical and often necessary with mysteries, this book is written in the 3rd person to which I’ll admit I’m not a fan of that POV. This is also the first book I’ve ever read of Agatha Christie, and since not previously familiar with her writing style, I was rather surprised by the choppy nature for such a renowned author. Too many sentences with “She said:” and “He thought:” type of dialogue and narration kept the writing far from smooth. 

The perseverance of this novel no doubt lies in the numerous other works it inspired (many of which improved upon the quality) making it a pop icon rather than a literary masterpiece.  None the less, it is an intriguing little riddle to spend a few hours with. Despite its dark nature, this mystery thriller is unlikely to inspire too much anxiety.  Might even make a make a good lazy day or relaxing beach read.