Rating: 3.3 / 5
I can’t speak to how others rate or consider their books, but personally, when I can describe a book in one word and that word is “bland”, that’s generally not a good sign.
Can’t Judge a Book by its Murder was, simply put, okay It wasn’t bad in any way, but it also wasn’t particularly good or stood out. The plot basically follows Arlo (weird name, I know), who co-owns a book and coffee shop with her best friend, Chloe. Chloe and Arlo both had disastrous relationships in their high school years, with Arlo dumping her boyfriend, Mads (who’s not the chief of police in town) for another guy, Sam (who’s now a private detective who comes back to town, oh joy), and as for Chloe, she…well, she got pregnant and then abandoned by “the love of her life” asshole, Wally Harrison, now a big-time author. Wally’s also back in town for a book signing, but right before the big event, his body is found dead in front of Arlo and Chloe’s book store. Chloe is taken in as suspect #1 by Mads, and now it’s up to Arlo and her threesome of old ladies from the shop’s book club to save her.
Apart from the slow pacing of the book, there were two main problems that lowered my esteem of the story. First off, there’s no payoff, since there is no big twist as to whodunnit, and not even any shocking revelations for the why aspect of everything. It’s a pretty boring whodunnit if you’re disappointed by the ending after all, right?
And secondly, there’s also the fact that there’s just not much happening. Sure, Arlo meets up with the ladies from the book club several times, but their “sleuthing” is pathetic and doesn’t really get them anywhere, and ultimately a lot of it is either useless and therefore a waste of time, or it just doesn’t any answer any of the questions that need answering in cracking the case. Additionally frustrating was that both Sam and Mads, the private dick and the chief of police, both don’t do much either, making their ten-years-old love triangle with Arlo additionally useless and boring. (And speaking of which, the triangle itself felt very forced, especially since Arlo doesn’t have any discernable chemistry with either of these men.)
I give the book a fair three stars because, to its credit, I did manage to get through it alright at a time when I’m feeling particularly picky towards books, but even so and reading through my review, I wonder if maybe I wasn’t a little generous. Take it all in all, it feels a bit like the author was very much trying to get a cozy mystery in there, but either her writing style is just bland as biscuits usually, or she’s not really suited to the genre because she’s not willing to take it too far or doesn’t know how to build up (and never mind keep up the intrigue).
I gave it a try, a fair shake you might say, and came away not exactly disappointed, but certainly not impressed.