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Tuesday, March 18, 2014
“Heaven is Paved With Oreos” by Catherine Gilbert Murdock
I wanted to like this book -- I did. I had heard good things about Murdock’s
writing and liked the premise … a girl is surprised by a summer trip to Rome with her wild and
crazy Grandma. Unfortunately, the book
kept stumbling on me. First and
foremost, there is the main character, Sarah, who is supposed to be 14 but
comes off as much, much younger. The
overwhelming innocence might play if this was 1970, and the girl was a very
sheltered 12, but it just seems unrealistic that any 14 year-old (at least the
ones I deal with on a day-to-day basis) would be this clueless. Not to mention, she’s a fan of Oreos but has
never heard of “Cookies and Cream” ice cream?
Maybe I’m just too much of a city girl.
So, that was issue #1. The second
tripping point for me was the Rome
section. It read like an encyclopedic
travelogue. I bought the part about
pizza being “ucky” (cuz it has a fried egg in the middle) but the church
descriptions sounded like they were lifted from “boring European History
101.” Then, there is this “blank” that
occurs near the end of the Rome
trip. It’s left oblique – Sarah is “too
stressed” to even think about it, so we, as the readers, are left out of
important knowledge. When the big reveal
happens at home afterwards it feels anticlimactic … not only was I not
surprised, but the great mystery wasn’t really a big deal. The ending … overly sweet and hugely
predictable, held no “release” for me as a reader because it didn’t feel like something
large had really happened in the book.
Told in diary form, the entire thing felt dated and had little
page-turning appeal. Murdock clearly
wanted this to be a contemporary setting, but I can’t help feel that this is
yet another semi-autobiographical tale dressed up as fiction. Some, like Meg Medina, pulled that off
well. Others, like Jack Gantos and,
apparently, Catherine Murdock, not so much.
While the characters had some potential the plot didn’t help them be
that interesting. This one is kind of a
companion novel to the “Dairy Queen Trilogy” which includes some of the
adjacent characters, but I can’t say, at this point, that I’m hot to read
them. Next, please.
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