Showing posts with label A Time to Kill. Show all posts
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Book Review: The Appeal

Somebody, please, stop me next time I say I'm going to read the newest John Grisham novel! Why do I keep doing this to myself? ("Because you're an idiot," one of my favorite quotes from the 80s classic Heathers.) Here's my question: what is up with John Grisham? His first novel, A Time to Kill, was excellent. I enjoyed A Painted House, and I actually thought that his nonfiction The Innocent Man was fantastic. (Read my review here.)

But The Appeal is just like all those dozens of lawsuit novels in between A Time to Kill and The Innocent Man: bad dialogue and stereotypical characters. But what really, really bugs me about Grisham is that he constantly abuses that writers' maxim: show, don't tell. He is always telling the reader how to think in his descriptions of people and situations. If a man drinks too much and wears a wrinkled brown suit, he is questionable and probably a washed-up lawyer. On the other hand, if a man wears a sharp, expensive suit, he is likely a slimy, big-business bad guy. It's the same in all Grisham novels. If Grisham wants the reader to feel a certain way about an issue, he practically tells us (in fact, sometimes he does). He wants to make sure we get his point. Sure, Grisham can tell a great story (although the plots of these novels all run together), but there is no craft to his writing. 

Well, except in A Time to Kill, The Painted House, and The Innocent Man. He needs to study his own works.

I actually threw the book on the floor and said, "I hated this book" when I finished it today, somewhere close to our destination of Williamsburg, Virginia. So there.