A BITTER END to a bitter year. Haha, get it?
But seriously though, I'm glad 2016 is over—not that I feel all that optimistic for 2017, but still, I'm glad. I do apologise for this review being eight days late, since I finished Bitter End on Dec. 28 and we're already five days into 2017. Lately I haven't been feeling up to writing book reviews—either I'm too lazy or just don't have anything to say. But still, I don't want to let myself be too lazy in coming up with book reviews or there's really no point in me having a Goodreads account.
Jennifer Brown's books are always a hit and miss for me.
Sometimes I love them (Hate List), sometimes I simply like them (Thousand Words), sometimes I just don't get them (Perfect Escape). This time, however, I just didn't care for them.
Bitter End was written like a pamphlet you get from the guidance counselor's office. Seriously. Reading it was like watching one of those cheesy, poorly acted videos showed at a high school assembly discussing issues like rape, street violence, or drunk-driving, but in this case, abusive relationships.
Brown got the main issue of the story down pat. It seemed to me like she did her research, there was nothing problematic about the way she wrote the abuse Alex experienced (and anyway, I've never been in an abusive relationship so I wouldn't know). However, all the characters felt like cardboard, and it seemed like in this book, Brown forgot how to write about teenagers. Her writing in this particular book felt like she's never personally met a teenager, so she just assumed how teenagers act and talk and wrote them like that. Zack was this weird mix of class clown and pervert douchebag, and for some reason Alex and Bethany don't feel seriously repulsed at him for being this way, just enough for them to express their playful disdain but they never seriously call him out on it. There were these lame "breast" jokes and other jokes on female body parts that Alex mentions whenever she talks about Zack and I'm just?? How does this kind of behaviour fly when you're a guy who has two female best friends?? (He was also described as always having a toothpick in his mouth... like, really? What is this, the 1950's with Zack as a greaser?) I've just never met any girls who were okay with that kind of behaviour from a guy they considered their best friend—they either stayed away from those guys or called them out on it.
I also couldn't find Zack and Alex's friendship realistic. How is it that a guy can tickle a girl or wrestle with her or whatever and not have something romantic going on? Maybe it's just me, but even if I was best friends with a guy, I wouldn't let him physically interact with me like that, unless we were romantically interested in each other. It would've just made more sense if Zack and Alex were romantically involved if they did stuff like that. It's not me being old-fashioned, guys and girls can TOTALLY be best friends with no strings attached...I'm just saying I can't relate to the lack of boundaries regarding personal space that Alex and Zack set up, even if they've been best friends for a long time.
I also didn't understand Celia, Alex's younger sister. She seemed to hate her for literally NO REASON at all. There wasn't even any bickering in the nature of "STOP TAKING MY THINGS WITHOUT ASKING!" etc, she just was really bitchy to Alex for no apparent reason whatsoever. I also found it creepy how Zack "hangs out" with Celia, who is only a high school freshman, even without Alex around. What the hell?
That's probably my main problem with this book: the characters felt two-dimensional to me. And they were also written weirdly. But to be honest, even with this, I probably still would've given this book at least 3 stars. The reason I rated it 2 stars was:
I wasn't satisfied with the story.
I spent my time reading this book building up anger towards Cole, the abuser. I mean, he's got to be held accountable in some way, right? I was confident he would get what he deserved in the end, justice would be served, the ending would be a relief.
It didn't turn out like that at all.
I was expecting some sort of big takedown scene. Maybe an intervention where Alex's dad would finally talk to her. Maybe some big revelation where Alex's family and relatives find out she's being abused. A huge confrontation with Cole. Something.
I'm not gonna spoil it, but needless to say, I was let down. There could've been a dozen different variations to a climactic, shit-goes-down scene, but nope.
As a reader that sympathised with the main character, that put myself in the character's shoes, I felt powerless.