The Ugly Duckling - by Iris Johansen
You’ve probably
read a lot of books that go something like this:
-We’re introduced to the good guy -The good guy has a young child that he/she loves -Young child is killed in an attack by a bad guy - Good guy swears revenge - Good guy gets revenge
-We’re introduced to the good guy -The good guy has a young child that he/she loves -Young child is killed in an attack by a bad guy - Good guy swears revenge - Good guy gets revenge
There’s nothing
wrong with such a story. The real talent
is how the author fills in all of the details.
How believable are the characters? How believable is the plot? Is the story suspenseful? Do you actually care? Unfortunately in this story, it’s these
details that make reading this book a rather tedious experience. I never really found the plot believable, the
characters were thrown together, and attention was paid to details that seemed
completely unnecessary.
Let’s take the
main character of the book. The “Ugly
Duckling” is our heroine with a four-year-old daughter. She’s really not that ugly, but she’s
definitely no beauty. Part of the
problem is a lack of self-esteem which comes from a rather insincere and
domineering mother. So Nell Cader has a
rather low opinion of herself. Yes, she
has a husband to go along with her daughter, but there’s no chemistry there at
all. He’s a pretty wealthy and important
person, obviously. So wealthy that he’s
having some sort of party at the beginning of this story with very high profile
international people - the kind of international people that terrorists like to
attack. An attack happens at the
party. Many, including Nell’s husband
and daughter are killed. She avoids
death even though she’s pushed off a very high balcony into some jagged
rocks. She’s in pretty bad shape.
Well, there’s
another “bad guy” at the party, but he’s not “as bad” as the terrorists, and he’s
out to get their ring leader as well (which the only reason why he’s at this
party). It seems he feels sorry for
Nell, and arranges for the best plastic surgeon in the world (that he knows
quite well) to reconstruct her face after her accident. Well, wouldn’t you know, after the surgery is
complete (GASP!), Nell is now beautiful!
Now, if you get to this point in the book and think “it can’t get any
more ridiculous than this”, you’ll be tempted to stop reading and throw the
book in the trash. If you feel that way,
please do. I wish I had. All I can think of is that had this been
anywhere close to reality, I can see women by the millions who weren’t happy
with their appearance throwing themselves over balconies destroying their
facial features so they can obtain better features through the miracle of
surgery.
To be blunt, all
of this is really unnecessary to the plot.
Since the connected “bad guy” (who’s not really a “bad guy”
remember. I mean, he is, but the main
terrorist is the real “bad guy”, so the “bad guy” is really a “good guy”) now
forms an unbelievable friendship with Nell, she’s privy to information that
will help her go after the big bad terrorist.
Of course, being beautiful isn’t enough.
She also has to get into shape, so we read about her doing all sorts of calisthenics
and weapons training. I guess in this
particular fantasy world, a woman can accomplish in a few short months what
takes professional terrorists decades to master.
We then read
about one ridiculous event after another that denies any element of reality to
where Nell can eventually get the bad guy.
You might think I’m “spoiling” the ending for you, but it’s pretty
obvious from the very beginning how the ending to this book will turn out. Plus, if I’m “spoiling” the book for you,
that means you probably won’t read it.
And believe me, you should thank me for that. I’ve never read a Harlequin Romance, but this
is the type of book that I would think one of those would be like – completely stupid,
completely unbelievable, and a general waste of time and effort. Maybe if I were a female I would have enjoyed
this better. If that’s the case, I’ll
give it a 2-star rating as a benefit of a doubt.
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