A review by leelah
Jefferson Blythe, Esquire by Josh Lanyon

1.0

The gist of it.


It took me ages to finish this book, which is new for me when it comes to Lanyon. Despite my efforts to get emotionally engaged in these characters it simply didn't happen. I find myself eagerly leaving it for something else to amuse myself: Fallout 4, One Punch Man and at one point even to contemplate on the return of Superman's beard.. -_-

Lanyon is one of my favorites, but it seems her books work for me when she's channeling Raymond Chandler- when between action and few laughs, tone sometimes gets morose and romance gets bittersweet, etc. So, as much as I like that Lanyon is challenging herself and pushing in some different directions; this caper, romanticized Europe travelogue with silly situations and try-hard-to-sound-hip characters was not really my cuppa.

Noir Lanyon >>>> NA Lanyon.