The last person Alice Shipley expected to see when she arrived in Tangier with her new husband was Lucy Mason. After the horrific accident at Bennington, the two friends – once inseparable roommates – haven’t spoken in over a year.
But Lucy is standing there, trying to make things right. Perhaps Alice should be happy. She has not adjusted to life in Morocco, too afraid to venture out into the bustling medinas and oppressive heat. Lucy, always fearless and independent, helps Alice emerge from her flat and explore the country.
Soon a familiar feeling starts to overtake Alice – she feels controlled and stifled by Lucy at every turn. Then Alice’s husband, John, goes missing, and she starts to question everything around her…
Tangerine by Christine Mangan
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I was bored. I was recently reminded of this book, realized I set it aside after a short bit, never to return again. I listened via audiobook, narrated by Barrie Kreinik and Erin Mallon, which was okay. Vacillated between running words together than extra pausing, with voice inflection that was sometimes more theatrical that I felt it ought, then switching to minimal no matter the placing in narration or dialogue which made the pacing and style varietal, a bit less congruent in the way I wanted to enjoy it. Couldn’t place the accent. Overall, others may enjoy this book more than me.
Tangier, the 1950s, I would have thought this was a perfect read for me. The mystery was not there, wasn’t as magical as I’d hoped it would be, I don’t recall how far I got before I DNFd.
Felt like a visitor just passing through without being intrigued or immersed in anything. Artistic liberty with culture but felt flat.
The framing was misplaced.
I don’t remember much else, I suppose it was somewhat forgettable.
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