Liane Moriaty never fails to disappoint with her books and her latest offering, Truly Madly Guilty, is no exception.
I want to like her, I really do but I cannot jump onto the Moriaty fan-wagon and sail merrily off into the sunset when she produces such mediocre writing. There’s always a twist which is anti-climax and leaves you wondering why you waited the whole book for this.
In this book the twist centred around a BBQ and what really happened. The answer is not an awful lot.
I find Clementine wholly unlikable and Sam a bit wet. In fact there is nobody in the book that I could relate to at all.
The exception for me has been ‘What Alice Forgot‘ which was the first book I read of Moriaty’s. A good start and I hoped for more of the same. Sadly I have been disappointed and she has failed to deliver with other books.
‘Truly Madly Deeply/ will be the last book I read of Moriaty’s. I don’t think she will be able to recreate ‘What Alice Forget’ and I have found subsequent books lacklustre with characters I don’t actually care about.