Jan 11, 09
Read in January, 2009
This is more proof that a bestseller list tells you diddly squat about how good a book is going to be. The same lists that produce legitimately awesome fare like The Kite Runner can also get you overly saccharine flops like Christmas Jars. Now, I like me some tearjerkers, but this book left me completely dry. Not once was I moved by this predictable, trite story, about a journalist who discovers a “mysterious” trend of people anonymously leaving jars full of money to those in need around Christmas time. Problem is: The actual origins of the jars really aren’t all that mysterious or remotely “life-changing,” and by the time you get to the magically convenient Hollywood ending, you’ve been hit over the head by blatantly Christian themes – ranging from the sacrificial underpinnings of the jars to a significant male character named Adam. (Unsurprisingly, the author Jason Wright is Mormon and has contributed to FoxNews.) Please, leave the wholesome tearjerkers to Nicholas Sparks.