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A review by ithilwen22
Verses for the Dead by Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child
5.0
Verses for the Dead opens with a recently acquired heart found on a grave. By a dog. Dark humor ensues. With the recent change in administration, Pendergast’s eccentric ways are under scrutiny, and he gets saddled with an unwanted partner, Coldmoon. As more hearts turn up, everything seems to point to a serial killer, but no one can find any connection between the victims. Then, Pendergast finds a connection–not between the recent victims, but between the graves of the long-deceased…
This felt like a return to the Pendergast I grew to love, while still putting him in an unusual situation. It had enough freshness to keep things interesting. Pendergast’s method of doing things, while not always advisable, gets more results than his superiors care to admit. I found myself enjoying Coldmoon’s character; I loved that they threw in references to his Lakota upbringing without making it awkwardly stereotypical, as too often happens.
As usual, the plot grabbed interest, but the characters interested me more. The Gentlemen like juxtaposing Pendergast with lower class people who are more than used to the less finer things in life and are perfectly happy about it. Coldmoon’s camp coffee sounds utterly atrocious, but I like that even though it’s played for humor, neither character is judged for their choices. Pendergast is amusingly finicky; Coldmoon prefers burnt coffee filled with grounds over Starbucks.
Read the entire review at Eclectic and Eccentric
This felt like a return to the Pendergast I grew to love, while still putting him in an unusual situation. It had enough freshness to keep things interesting. Pendergast’s method of doing things, while not always advisable, gets more results than his superiors care to admit. I found myself enjoying Coldmoon’s character; I loved that they threw in references to his Lakota upbringing without making it awkwardly stereotypical, as too often happens.
As usual, the plot grabbed interest, but the characters interested me more. The Gentlemen like juxtaposing Pendergast with lower class people who are more than used to the less finer things in life and are perfectly happy about it. Coldmoon’s camp coffee sounds utterly atrocious, but I like that even though it’s played for humor, neither character is judged for their choices. Pendergast is amusingly finicky; Coldmoon prefers burnt coffee filled with grounds over Starbucks.
Read the entire review at Eclectic and Eccentric