A review by michelleful
City of Saints by Andrew Hunt

3.0

I was looking for "Mormon mysteries", and this book, featuring a lawman of that religion in the 1930s, did not really fit the bill. Art Oveson's religion is relevant only to his own behaviour - he doesn't swear, his biggest sin is eating too much ice cream. As a result, he comes across as being a little...milquetoast is the word that comes to mind. Which colours the whole book, really.
SpoilerEven his rebellion, when it comes, is extremely mild.


Plot-wise, the book was fine. It was based on a historical, still unsolved, mystery in Salt Lake City, which I found interesting. It was just...a little too bland for my liking. Still, I finished it, so points there.