Wednesday, May 26, 2021

TROUBLED BLOOD - Robert Galbraith

First I want to mention that I debated not writing a review due to the negativity expressed in the other reviews I had seen, but ultimately I decided to write one anyway because there were just so many things that I wanted to personally mention.
I will NOT, however, be discussing any controversy, either related to the author or the book. And if you aren't sure what controversy I'm referring to, there are other reviews that mention it, and you can also google it.

Anyway, with that being said, onto the review.


TW: Numerous mentions of/references to rape and sexual assault/harassment.



Where to begin? I'll say right off the bat that I can't totally hate this book because it HAS just gotten me out of a reading slump that I've been in for over a year. However, that doesn't let this book off the hook for anything.

First of all, the characters were... something. Pretty much any character that wasn't Robin or Cormoran was described in an unflattering way, and if they were described in what could traditionally be described as "flattering" there were airs about it that left a foul taste. But it seemed like Robin and Cormoran could do no wrong. (And don't even get me started on this half-assed "will they/won't they" story-line. It's bullshit. We all know they'll end up together so this back and forth is just annoying filler for the already hefty book.) The whole book reeked of misogyny and it was very grating to read, especially when a good portion of that came from our protagonists themselves, more-so Cormoran but Robin wasn't immune either.

Most of the book could have been cut and it wouldn't have affected the main story-line at all. Too much focus was given to the side jobs that the characters were doing. I understand why they were included, I suppose, but it felt like most of the time the main plot was getting lost in the fog that was apparently "character development". (Is that what was going on? I'm honestly not really sure what the purpose of about 80% of this book was.)

I kept reading solely for desire to find out what happened to Margot Bamborough, the resolution to which came about very abruptly considering the meandering mess that was the previous 900 pages. I don't know if I'm thick or what, but the killer seemed to come from left field. Like they were chosen for the sole purpose of a shock factor. It's hard to really tell if there were cohesive hints to the killers identity, given how stretched the story-line was. Like it was stretched out as much as it was to prevent anyone from being able to correctly guess, without relying on red herrings or any such device which feels quite underhanded, in my opinion.

It felt like this book was trying to be incredibly clever, which didn't exactly feel poorly executed, but it certainly didn't stick the landing. Like when the killer was confessing at the end, it really felt as though it came out of left field as stated above, even as we were being led back through the reasons they were suspected in the end. I didn't end up feeling the kind of surprise you'd expect from the killer not being the person you suspected, but just general confusion at the choice.

There was also a lot of statements being made throughout the book, mostly through Robin and they were just... incredibly heavy handed. You could tell EXACTLY what kind of social commentary was being made and it was quite jarring whenever it happened.