Rating: 2/5
Review:
Not for me
I had heard good things about the Ruth Galloway series; this is the
first I have read and I’m afraid I didn’t get on well with it.
Ruth is a forensic archaeologist in North Norfolk, which provides
interesting possibilities as a body is discovered in an
archaeological dig site, but these were swamped for me by the sheer
weight of extraneous material about complex relationships between a
very large number of characters, musings on all sorts of other
topics, some slightly tedious stereotypes and some pretty dodgy
dialogue.
To be fair, part of
my problem may be joining the series at this late stage, but it is
part of the skill of a writer to make books accessible to new
readers. I found The Stone Circle almost wholly inaccessible; there
were far too many characters, far too much extraneous stuff, and not
nearly enough focus on plot and structure. Elly Griffiths does
generate a very good sense of place and her central characters are
quite well painted, but the dialogue is often quite stilted and at
times plain clunky. For example, two seasoned police officers have
this exchange after Dr Galloway provides some hope that there is
information about an absolutely critical part of the investigation:
‘Good old Ruth,’
says Clough. They have been listening on hands-free because Judy is
driving. ‘Yes,’ says Judy. ‘If we can find out where [spoiler
name] was originally buried, that’ll be a great help.’
“Good old Ruth”
is clumsy and wholly out of character for Clough. And as for Judy
informing him that what they both know to be vital information “will
be a great help”… It really won’t do.
It's not a terrible
book, but at about half way I gave up. I really wasn’t very
interested in much of it and got very fed up with faintly familiar
names cropping up and constantly thinking things like, "Hang on
– who was Shona again? Is she married Cathbad? Oh, no –
that's...er... So is she married to another character at all, or am I
thinking of someone else?" etc. I'm usually quite good at
keeping track of characters, but there are so many of them and so
much interconnectedness built up from previous stories that I felt a
bit lost some of the time. A writer should be able to remind us
subtly who is who, especially when there are so many characters;
Griffiths doesn’t and for me it wasn’t really worth the effort.
So, I’m out of
step with the great majority of reviewers, I’m afraid. They loved
it, so don’t let me put you off, but this really isn’t for me.
(My thanks to
Quercus for an ARC via NetGalley.)
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