Like the women in the novel, my Aunt (who I adore) has a house in the Hamptons, one where I have spent many a summer weekend, and of which I have many fond memories. Couple that with the fact that The Great Gatsby was one of my favorite books, back in High School, and that, like the narrator, I am a single, twenty-something, aspiring writer, and I thought to myself, "This book has my name written all over it!"
Well, it turns out it did . . . except my name was written in pencil. And about a quarter of the way through the book . . . I erased it. :)
If I could describe this book in one word, that word would probably be "cheesy." The plot was flimsy. The dialogue was unbelievable. (Who the heck talks like that?) The solution to the so-called "mystery" was pretty much obvious from the first page. And this is coming from someone who almost NEVER solves the mystery in books, unless she has cheated and read the last page. The romances were forced and unengaging. And the characters were more like cartoon sketches than real people.
But I think my biggest problem with the book was with its two main characters, Peck and Stella/ Cassie / Kid(?) (I swear they called the narrator so many names in this book, I couldn't decide which to use.) These were supposed to be women in their late twentys and early 30s, living in this decade. And yet, I couldn't fight feeling like I was reading about a very Botoxed pair of 60 somethings trying to reclaim their youth.
Peck, "the dramatic sister," in particular, I found incredibly annoying, with her eccentric tastes, gauche mannerisms, and her snooty way of always speaking as if she's auditioning for a bad play. This would have been just fine, if I got the impression that the character was MEANT to be unlikeable. But all the other characters in the book seemed to think she was just FABULOUS! (In Peck's defense, she was the most developed character in the story, personality-wise.)
As for Cassie/Stella, aside from being a bit of a dish rag, she didn't really seem to have much personality at all! Since this was the narrator, I kept waiting for Cassie/Stella to develop some sort of distinctive voice. Unfortunately, it never happened. In fact, I would have much prefered the story had been told from the point of view of one of the more intriguing, but underdeveloped characters in the story, like Hamilton, Scotty, Finn, or, even the "mysterious," but extremely unfortunately named, "Bigsy."
So, why two stars, instead of one? Well, as many problems as I had with the book, I didn't HATE reading it. It's a harmless little beach read, that doesn't require too much of your time or intellect. And it did help to get me in the mood to spend a summer in the Hamptons. So, perhaps my name is still written somewhere on this book, after all . . . just in very small print. :)