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A review by kaylielongley
The Ice Twins by S.K. Tremayne
3.0
This one royally frustrated me and feels more like a horror script than a book: After 1 of their twins tragically dies, Sarah and Gus flee to an isolated lighthouse. And alive Kirstie starts transitioning to lost Lydia. It's all very atmospheric, on the edge of something happening. But nothing truly does, and the reveal just feels like a cop-out.
Since most of the book is from Sarah's first person POV, trust falls on her, compared to Gus' 3rd person, almost journalistic accounts, so the reader simply must accept everything at face value. Sarah whips up theories of what really happened when Lydia died, and added plot points of infidelity and alcoholism just make everyone loathsome. Creep factor scores high, but then where's the empathy?
Taken on a surface level, the book represents different grief responses and hinted at supernatural. How does Kirstie herself deal with the loss of her built-in best friend, a little loss of herself? When tragedy strikes, why do some turn to vices while others pour themselves into a clean slate? Do those lost really hold on and stay, as ghosts or energy? It's far more haunting (and fascinating) to read about potentials and psyches, and so I wish Tremayne gone deeper.
Since most of the book is from Sarah's first person POV, trust falls on her, compared to Gus' 3rd person, almost journalistic accounts, so the reader simply must accept everything at face value. Sarah whips up theories of what really happened when Lydia died, and added plot points of infidelity and alcoholism just make everyone loathsome. Creep factor scores high, but then where's the empathy?
Taken on a surface level, the book represents different grief responses and hinted at supernatural. How does Kirstie herself deal with the loss of her built-in best friend, a little loss of herself? When tragedy strikes, why do some turn to vices while others pour themselves into a clean slate? Do those lost really hold on and stay, as ghosts or energy? It's far more haunting (and fascinating) to read about potentials and psyches, and so I wish Tremayne gone deeper.