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[neadods]

Two more reviews up at http://www.reviewingtheevidence.com - Murder She Wrote, a Vote for Murder, and Heart Full of Lies.

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[nycdeb.livejournal.com]

doesn't so much suspend my disbelief as blindfold it, drop a noose over its neck, and open a trap door beneath its feet...

*snerk*

The twitching corpse of my disbelief...

*Bwhahahahaha....

[neutronjockey.livejournal.com]

doesn't so much suspend my disbelief as blindfold it, drop a noose over its neck, and open a trap door beneath its feet...
...so it wasn't all that bad... I mean no water tank with hungry sharks swimming beneath its feet.WHEW!
-=Jeff=-

[neadods.livejournal.com]

Pretty darn close. I would have forgiven the author if it was some la-la neverland version of DC, but to use the recent past as plot point while blowing over some pretty basic stuff - !!! (It even got reminiscent of the old Batman show; remember how they'd have a cliffhanger and then after the commercial "Wow, what a save, Batman!" and you never knew what he did? Half a dozen characters kept saying "how'd he get a gun past security?" without ever getting an answer.)

And then "Gee, Mrs. Fletcher, we don't get many murders here in Fairfax, will you help us figure this one out?" *sound of head impacting keyboard repeatedly.* First of all, what fantastic version of Fairfax? Second, why aren't you asking all the counties around you, the DC police, or the assorted Federal security forces all of whom, trust me, know from murder. Third, how much help can someone be when she's all "I've written about or seen dozens of people murdered by falls and blows to the head, but duh, if a CSI tells me something's odd I have no basis of comparison so I'll just take his word for it."

I actually walked away from this book with a fair amount of contempt for Jessica Fletcher as a character, and I use to vaguely like the show.

[neadods.livejournal.com]

*used to like the show* I mean. Grammar is our friend.

[starcat-jewel.livejournal.com]

Well, neither of these sound like my cup of tea at all. I'll third the admiration for your wordplay (and note that it's a damn shame the real-life loon didn't go for Delay first!) and the aptitude thereof.

The second one... meh. I just don't go for true-crime stuff; it feels obscenely prurient to read about the intimate details of someone else's tragedy. But I could probably read the exact same story as fiction without a qualm -- it's the real-life TMI that bugs me.

[neadods.livejournal.com]

He was going for DeLay first. But this being a reality-based DC, security knew the second he brought the gun inside and he had to kill guards to get past the entrance. The city reacted with shock and horror (and a building lockdown) as opposed to this fantasy DC where everyone was like "eh, the gun was unloaded anyway."

I remember when it happened. Trust me, no witness was allowed to swan out and get dinner and come back.

just don't go for true-crime stuff

Turns out, neither do I unless it's historical forensics. But part of the job perk is being able to try a whole bunch of stuff I wouldn't ordinarily read to see if I like it. (In this case, no.)