There was no need to create another story 30 years after the original ones were published. This is the proverbial milking of the cash cow because of tThere was no need to create another story 30 years after the original ones were published. This is the proverbial milking of the cash cow because of the recent made for TV adaptations of the original books. I am only giving this 3 stars because of the viewpoint of Christopher himself. The main character, Kristin, is so vapid and annoying that if it hadn't have been for some page flipping to find the rest of the diary entries, I doubt I would have finished the book. She was not funny, she was not smart or clever - she was just an after-thought.
That being said, Christopher's actual diary was very interesting. I say this because it is from a different view point, whereas in Flowers in the Attic it is from Cathy's (as well as subsequent books). It was refreshing to see his side of the story, albeit it felt very short. I don't think that it has/had to be moved in to more than one book, that just the one would have sufficed. Unfortunately, the ghost writer felt the need to create an entire story around the diary as well, which was uninspired and lacked so many aspects of an actual V C Andrews tale that it was physically painful to read it.
If it hadn't have been for the other 'story' (I use this term loosely here) this would have been pretty much perfect. Unfortunately, it left a lot to be desired and felt pointless for the most part....more
**spoiler alert** When I purchased this, I was excited. I've always had an interest in fiction like this, and it promised, with its layout of pictures**spoiler alert** When I purchased this, I was excited. I've always had an interest in fiction like this, and it promised, with its layout of pictures and eye catching title and cover, to be an interesting read. Unfortunately, it failed to deliver. It slowly slipped in to a convoluted miss-mash of family history, while trying so hard to be a supernatural thriller (maybe? I don't know what it was going for?), and ended up falling flat on its face. I do wish it had gone faster, if it wasn't as slow as it was I wouldn't have held out any hope that it would get any better, and I wouldn't have kept on reading it. I give it two stars because it tried so hard. The depictions of the surrounding area were lovely, the addition of interesting actual things was well incorporated, but the end result was like picking up a rock, cleaning it up, cracking it open and finding out it was indeed just a rock, and not the crystal you were looking for. I hesitate to go in to any detail on the storyline or the characters, because I can't, not because I don't want to. They weren't memorable at all (to me), just outlandish and not quite believable.Even the family relationships weren't particularly catching. A morose teenage boy finds his grandfathers mutilated body, goes in to shock, has a relationship with his parents that isn't explained well and the author kept throwing in curve balls as to how they behaved before and after the experiences the main character went/continued on to. Nothing was laid out, they weren't inspiring, and it was too bad because there was enough potential here to have created a read that would have been compelling and memorable. It's unfortunate, because it had all the potential to not just be 'another ghost story' and that's kind of what it ended up as, a dank, boring supernatural novel that I paid far too much for. ...more