Julie Bozza
Autore di Butterfly Hunter
Sull'Autore
Fonte dell'immagine: Photo of Julie Bozza taken by herself at Strawberry Hill
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Opere di Julie Bozza
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Informazioni generali
- Data di nascita
- 1962
- Sesso
- female
- Nazionalità
- UK (dual citizen)
Australia (dual citizen) - Luogo di nascita
- Berkshire, England, UK
- Luogo di residenza
- England, UK
Australia
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Statistiche
- Opere
- 30
- Utenti
- 260
- Popolarità
- #88,386
- Voto
- 3.6
- Recensioni
- 23
- ISBN
- 63
- Lingue
- 1
Now I know not every book has to have hearts and flowers or epic love, and I know that not every book has to be erotic or titillating - but I honestly could not quite wrap my head around, nor fully understand, the "grand love" depicted here, for it left me feeling mostly frustrated and sad.
This is mainly a murder mystery where two G-men, Special Agent Fletcher Ash and forensic pathologist Albert Sterne, try to catch an elusive serial killer over the course of several years. While they work together, their relationship evolves and grows more and more complex.
As a warning, there was nothing overt when it came to these two. Rather, it focused on the immense genius of Albert and the dogged determination of Fletcher, as they work case after case of various murdered victims. Fletcher is the only one who sees beyond the hard mask Albert presents to the world. It goes from admiration of Albert's skills, to a confounding friendship that slowly evolves into a codependent relationship - a relationship that Albert refuses to acknowledge. He doesn't need emotions, melodrama, or intimacy; he doesn't want it, nor does he think he deserves it, and damn Fletcher for putting him in such a position! In turn, this was understandably aggravating, as Fletcher tries to get Albert to concede more and more, and Fletcher must grapple with how much he'll compromise to be happy and to keep Albert in his life. Equal weight was put on the sadistic serial killer, and it became a procedural in and amongst the convoluted dance between these two men.
Maybe it's that very dance that many readers loved and appreciated. However, I often wanted to throttle Albert for his resistance in letting his barriers down, and I scratched my head at Fletcher's subjecting himself to such torture. Albert's need and want was not lacking, but the need for control often won out.
I get the conundrum of why someone is just it for the other; sometimes it's just unexplainable. Alas, I didn't quite understand the push/pull of these two, and despite the rare, sweet gesture, I couldn't really rejoice in Albert and Fletcher's win. If you want realism (for I know every relationship is far from perfect), then this is probably right up your alley. For me, I read to escape, and this left me with too little, too late, regarding their supposed HEA.… (altro)