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Bone Appetit (2010)

by Carolyn Haines(Favorite Author)

4.01 of 5 Votes: 3

ISBN

031259464X (ISBN13: 9780312594640)

languge

English

genre

Mystery & Thriller

publisher

Minotaur Books

series

Sarah Booth Delaney

review 1: I am neutral about this book. I actually liked the change of scenery, but the contestants were annoying and the motive for murder was flimsy at best. I knew the culprit from the very beginning, and kept hoping it would be more complex than being that person. I have had that complaint with other books in this series. But I always love Sarah Booth and Tinkie and their hi-jinks, so I continue in the series.
review 2: Now I'm sure I've overdosed on Sarah Booth mysteries, because I was rolling my eyes so much I thought they were going to get stuck in the upward position and I'd spend the rest of my life looking at my eyebrows. The series has gotten more and more preposterous-I'm game to suspend my disbelief to a point, but with these books you have to stretch your d... moreisbelief like a rubber band. Eventually it'll snap, and mine did. I can buy that Sarah and Tinkie weren't looking for a case, but one fell in their laps. I don't think the client ever paid them, despite Sarah Booth's frequent mental reminders about the mortgage on her house. Tinkie doesn't have to worry about that-in fact, she even got her husband to put up the retainer for a lawyer for the client. A GR reviewer mentioned the preposterousness of the whole town looking for Sarah Booth's dog when she ran off, but I was not surprised that this was just a plot device to get Sarah Booth back to Dahlia House for a "surprise". To think that Tinkie announcing she's Tinkie Bellcase Richmond and expecting people to know who she is outside of Sunflower County is a laugh. What gets me (aside from Jitty, who is seeming more and more like a schizophrenic hallucination than a real "haint") is how Sarah Booth is stubbornly determined to keep on with the P.I. business in spite of either her or Tinkie or both of them winding up in serious danger, without even a Taser for protection. This lack of either formal investigator's training or a firearms license, which they keep saying they really need, would be OK if they were investigating sabotage at garden shows, but not murder. And what gets me the most is the fact that in spite of Sarah Booth's wanting to be independent and do her own thing without a man telling her what she can and can't do, is the constant calls for help to men-whether it's Coleman, Harold, Oscar, or more frequently (and alarmingly), old Doc Sawyer. While the men don't always ride to the rescue in the nick of time, they're present enough to make me think that if it weren't for the guys, Sarah and Tinkie would probably have been killed by book 2. I've taken a strong dislike to Graf, not because of anything he's said or done, but because of his name. Every time I read that name, I think of a zeppelin-Graf Spee or Graf Zeppelin. I'm sure that this series is meant for people who don't care that much about consistency, logic and believability, and maybe I've been in the wrong mood for them lately, but I'll put off reading the next one for a while. less

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