A review by andrewpollard
A Book of Common Prayer by Joan Didion

2.0

Wry to sardonic to smug to cruel to cold. Most of that transition seems intentional but I'm unsure how much of it was enjoyable. Very mixed on this in all. Didion's writing is compelling enough but at times needlessly difficult to parse, and towards the end of the book involves repeated and increasingly vapid callbacks to previous lines, as if reminding the reader of the book they've been reading is an adequate substitute for any real climax. This is one of those stories where everyone is horrible, basically without exception, though none are as frustrating as Grace. Well, maybe Warren. I couldn't get on with it.