Eye Of The Beholder
by Jayne Ann Krentz, contemporary (1999)
Pocket, $7.99, ISBN 0-671-52307-4
After the lacklustre Flash, it is with utmost reluctance that I splurged $7.99 on this new one. But I was about to embark on a 16-hour train ride to Haadyai and from there a 10 hour van ride to the outskirts of Thailand for some field work, and what's better way to spend the time than a comfort read, right? As it is, EOTB, while still entrenched in Krentzsville, tweaks enough buttons to make it stand out from the recent half-baked JAK books. Not much, but enough to make it a slightly above average read.
Twelve years ago, Alexa witnessed a confrontation with 23-year-old John Laird Trask and her stepfather. JL accused the man of conspiring in his father's death and walked away after vowing payback. Twelve years later, JL returns to start a resort in Avalon. Alexa, still smarting from having her reputation as a reliable art expert torn to shreds in a scandal, is working behind the scene (so to speak) to handle Trask's art decoration of his resort. They meet, they have mutual jollies in a pool, and people start dying around them. Seems many people aren't too pleased to see JL back in Avalon, especially when JL is out for answers about his father's death.
Well, I can't complain about the characters. Alexa and JL are more fully fleshed characters compared to the cardboard figures of Deep Waters, Sharp Edges, and Flash, and in EOTB, I'm pleased to read of quiet moments where these two actually talk and realize there are much in common between them than they'd initially thought. Both share memories of losing a father, and both believe in prenup agreements. Here, the author provides these two time to reflect and reminisce, hence it is easy to see why they should fall in love.
However, part of my problem with EOTB, or any post-Trust Me JAK books, is that the author is clearly taking on a romantic suspense instead of suspenseful romance route. And JAK is not a very good suspense-spinner. Her plot tends to be simplistic, the red herrings transparent and contrived, and the bad guys still blurt out everything about their plans in the final confrontation. JAK's forte is always in her lead characters' witty repartees. Her romance generally lacks sexual tension, relying more on verbal foreplay and mutual interests. Hence, when she sidelines the romance and witty repartees for her lamentably pedestrian mysteries, the final result is a below average thriller with little humor or Bogard-Hepburnian chemistry to elevate the blandness.
In EOTB, there is enough things to keep me reading, but the magic's not there. It's interesting to see for once a hero and heroine that don't trust each other a hundred percent, but everything else is familiar: the heroine's bland suitors, the father's ex-fiancee, the wicked supposed-to-be-villian who dies and is found by our heroes, the seemingly nice but actually villianous... the usual suspects. Jayne Ann Krentz's a good writer, but she's no Tami Hoag. Her suspense just doesn't deliver the thrills, and without her characters' great romantic-verbal-intercourses in the forefront, there's nothing much left to savor.
This book at Amazon.com
This book at Amazon UK
Search for more reviews of works by this author: