Review: M.L. Stedman’s “The Light Between Oceans”
I had thought when I took this half-finished one off the bedside pile that it may be my saving grace after onerous, joyless reads – which it briefly was, then most definitely wasn’t. Story: Isabel marries lighthousekeeper Tom, a dead man and baby wash up on their island, they keep the baby for a few years, remorse, arrest, court, reconciliation, resolution of some kind. Love conquers all. I found this a shallow book, well-researched in regard to lighthouses, but with not a sign of 1920s Australian voice, largely two-dimensional characters, ham-fisted plotting (menopause at 28 considered normal?). It had moments of beauty, and I enjoyed the descriptions of the symbolically named Janus Island, but barely made it through to the end. Not recommended.
Where it came from: Christmas gift
Time and manner of reading: Various delayed snippets, with a passing burst of enthusiasm in the middle before irritation took over
Where it went: Some opshop
Reminds me of/that: —
Who I’d recommend it to: N/A
Also reading: Rabbit #4; How to Read a Poem by Edward Hirsch; The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon; Being Alive edited by Neil Astley; The Tale of Genji by Lady Murasaki