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A review by aubreysmith9412
Bloodless by Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child
dark
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
3.0
As with every Prendergast mystery, we start off with intrigue. But what really caught my attention with Bloodless is that we start far before the beginning of the case with an infamous mystery - the tale of D. B. Cooper. By now, we all know my passion for true crime. And I couldn't wait to figure out just how this unsolved mystery would tie into our mysterious murders in Savannah, Georgia.
As usual, we go through twists and turns at a bit of a maddening pace. The pieces of the puzzle take a bit of a roundabout way before fitting together to create a full picture. And, as per usual, at the heart of it all is Pendergast with his riddles, and the, quite frankly, mystifying way his mind works.
I love watching Pendergast work his magic. It's riveting, and, I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit of petty gleefulness when he runs circles around people who try to thwart him, or otherwise try to throw their weight around. And while his partner, Coldmoon, could probably go with never seeing Pendergast ever again, he's a really fantastic counterpart to Pendergast's rather eccentric methods.
With all that said, I could never have predicted where this story would take us. One revelation after another, I kept repeating to myself: "No, there's not fucking way". And every time, I was mistaken. There was a fucking way, apparently.
I'm used to these books taking the strangest of strange turns. I'm used to having to suspend my understanding what is possible, and what is reality. But this one. This one really, really went above and beyond. And I honestly have no idea how we're going next, or what could possibly happen.
Honestly, as much as I adore this series, and these characters, this might have gone just one step too far for me. And that's saying something, coming from me.
As usual, we go through twists and turns at a bit of a maddening pace. The pieces of the puzzle take a bit of a roundabout way before fitting together to create a full picture. And, as per usual, at the heart of it all is Pendergast with his riddles, and the, quite frankly, mystifying way his mind works.
I love watching Pendergast work his magic. It's riveting, and, I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit of petty gleefulness when he runs circles around people who try to thwart him, or otherwise try to throw their weight around. And while his partner, Coldmoon, could probably go with never seeing Pendergast ever again, he's a really fantastic counterpart to Pendergast's rather eccentric methods.
With all that said, I could never have predicted where this story would take us. One revelation after another, I kept repeating to myself: "No, there's not fucking way". And every time, I was mistaken. There was a fucking way, apparently.
I'm used to these books taking the strangest of strange turns. I'm used to having to suspend my understanding what is possible, and what is reality. But this one. This one really, really went above and beyond. And I honestly have no idea how we're going next, or what could possibly happen.
Honestly, as much as I adore this series, and these characters, this might have gone just one step too far for me. And that's saying something, coming from me.