This is a novel about how students idolise good teachers and how influential teachers can be; when in reality they are as flawed and as fearful as their students.
I thought the plot was fairly predictable; once a teacher starts to have an affair with a pupil, there’s really only ever one direction that the novel is heading.
I enjoyed the classroom scenes where Mr Silver’s charismatic and original teaching style is demonstrated and I thought that Maksik did a good job writing in the different voices of the three narrators. However, I never really understood the teacher’s motivation for starting an affair with a student and, while the novel is an easy read, there is nothing that makes it stand out from the dozens of other books about inspiring teachers or inappropriate school relationships.
‘The Boy that Never Was’ is a novel exploring the madness which can befall a parent due to grief following the death of a child and the huge consequences that decisions and actions can have no matter how small they seem at the time.
It is well-plotted and paced intelligently so that important facts are revealed slowly over the course of the book. It is both a thriller and a claustrophobic study of a personal family drama and one character’s descent into madness.
I admired the writing style and the clever story-telling and I liked the device of narrating chapters from alternating point of views. I was intrigued by the fact that the book was written by two authors and wondered whether Karen wrote Robin’s chapters and Paul wrote Harry’s.
However, while I appreciated the writing I would say that, due to the unlikeable characters and the unsettling themes of grief, guilt and loss, this is a difficult book to enjoy. I was particularly frustrated by the character of Harry who throughout the book, even before the earthquake, makes such terrible decisions and deals with situations so badly. I found it hard to feel sympathy for such a flawed character. In spite of Robin’s thoughts at the conclusion of the book, I could not help but feel that everybody would have been a lot better off if Harry had not made his discovery.
I guessed Robin’s secret early on as I doubted anyone would be so willing to forgive a husband whose neglect had led to the death of her child unless she was also harbouring some terrible guilt. However, I think there was enough misdirection that the reader was led away from the final revelation of the whole truth, particularly after Robin fails to see any significance in meeting Garrick’s family while Christmas shopping. I think it would have been a braver choice on behalf of the authors and a more believable storyline if the book had stopped before the final twist at Garrick’s house.
‘The Boy that Never Was’ is an interesting thought-provoking novel which is very readable, it is well-written and carefully structured to create a tense thriller. The characters’ motivations are clear and it is easy to understand how they are moved to make such shocking decisions and take actions with such disturbing consequences. However, I found Harry’s actions exasperating and the ultimate conclusion of the book unsatisfying. I think the selfishness of the adults in convincing themselves that their horrifying actions were in some way in the best interest of their children meant that at the conclusion of the novel everyone is so damaged that it is hard to feel hopeful for their futures and I do prefer books to end with a sense of hope and possibility.
I read EVERYTHING Harlan Coben writes! I love his style but it must be said that his books often tread the same ground and in recent years themes, characters and storylines in his books are becoming a little repetitive. Nevertheless, they are always easy to read and entertaining.
I think this is one of his better recent novels. The story feels rounded and self-contained and the lead character, Cat, is a female detective, which is a bit different.
The unbelievable co-incidences which usually drive Coben’s plots are kept to a minimum as are the other repetitive tropes (dumb goons, fight scenes and wisecracking detectives). Cat’s story feels personal and more believable than his many of his other recent narratives.
The ultimate showdown and conclusion to the book feel a little rushed, but it is an enjoyable read, which I think fans of Coben will love.
This novel is written in an interesting style, with the main character, Yvonne, addressing her lover, Mark, as if writing one long letter (present-tense) retelling the history of their relationship, an extra-marital affair which goes very wrong.
The prologue, a flash-forward to the tense courtroom scene which comes towards the conclusion of the novel, is very tantalising and made me want to read on.
However, the main section of the book is less exciting. For me, although the plot was interesting, the characters and their relationships did not ring true.
Maybe I am a prude, but for me there was no difference between the first time Yvonne has sex with Mark in a crypt a few minutes after they first meet without even knowing each others’ names and the rape which she is victim of later in the book at the hands of her colleague George. Both men are sexual predators, one is just more suave, subtle and manipulative about the way he goes about it. How Yvonne could convince herself she was in love with Mark astonished me, they did not have any intellectual connection, only physical, she knows nothing about him. She is supposed to be an intelligent woman but throughout the novel she just appears naive, even to the extent that she is still worried about Mark’s welfare at the end of the novel when he has obviously instructed his lawyer to throw her under the bus.
I did not like her or any of the other characters. Her husband’s character was paper-thin, I got no sense that they actually cared for each other yet they stayed together even after they have both had affairs and she has been to jail.
The ending confounded me, was the last page an indication that Yvonne is a completely unreliable narrator and she did actually provoke Mark to kill George, or was it just a fantasy? By that point I didn’t care enough about this stupid careless woman to give it much thought.