Personal Injuries
Personal Injuries: A Novel by Scott Turow, 2/5
This book has all the right components–characters with strong personalities and motivations, an exciting, page-turner plot about an undercover FBI agent working with a corrupt-lawyer-turned-informant to bring down a bevy of crooked judges, and expertise on the part of the author, who is himself a practicing attorney. However, the whole thing just didn’t work for me. The characters felt cliched and unreal, the plot melodramatically contrived and a bit gimmicky, and the writing style strained. The technical parts were a little dry, but infinitely preferable to the sexed up sub plot. I feel that the book should have been enjoyable, but I’m left just wishing I could get back the time I spent reading it.
[Why I read it: An acquaintance who is an attorney mentioned a different book, Burden of Proof, by this author, but the library didn’t have it.]
Never having heard of Turow, I have no hesitation in putting him squarely on my list of nevers – as in, I never want to read him, along with the places I never want to go to, principal among which are the Gobi Desert (thanks to the movie “The Story of the Weeping Camel”) and Calcutta (“City of Joy”).
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Well, I wouldn’t quite call Turow the Gobi Desert of authors, but Personal Injuries is definitely a good book to skip. Did you enjoy those movies, or were they as off-putting as their settings?
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