Title: Inutterably tedious
Product review: Lehane is no Raymond Chandler. This book is short on dialogue and short on action. 90 per cent of the inexcusably long 400 pages consists of self indulgent and tedious narrative. Every stray thought from every character who wanders into the book is unloaded onto the hapless reader. It is full of teenage angst and false passion. Having purchased the audio book version, I had to further endure the over excited narrator's lapses when his 3rd generation Irish characters mysteriously developed Belfast Irish accents (BBC version).
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