Tuesday 20 August 2013

Review: Bright Young Things by Anna Godbersen

The year is 1929. New York is ruled by the Bright Young Things: Flappers and socialites seeking thrills and chasing dreams in the anything-goes era of the Roaring Twenties.

Letty Larkspur and Cordelia Grey escaped their small Midwestern town for New York's glittering metropolis. All Letty wants is to see her name in lights, but she quickly discovers Manhattan is filled with pretty girls who will do anything to be a star....

Cordelia is searching for the father she's never known, a man as infamous for his wild parties as he is for his shadowy schemes. Overnight, she enters a world more thrilling and glamorous than she ever could have imagined — and more dangerous. It's a life anyone would kill for...and someone will.

The only person Cordelia can trust is ­Astrid Donal, a flapper who seems to have it all: money, looks, and the love of Cordelia's brother, Charlie. But Astrid's perfect veneer hides a score of family secrets.

Across the vast lawns of Long Island, in the ­illicit speakeasies of Manhattan, and on the blindingly lit stages of Broadway, the three girls' fortunes will rise and fall — together and apart. From the New York Times bestselling author of THE LUXE comes an epic new series set in the dizzying last summer of the Jazz Age.


This is something different than I normally read but I gave it a shot after a friend showed this book to me. It's by Anna Godbersen, the same author who wrote The Luxe, which I remember to be a pretty good book. I had just read the prologue when I came across this quote: "They were all marching toward their own secret fates, and long before the next decade rolled around each would escape in her own way--one would be famous, one would be married, and one would be dead". After that line, I obviously HAD to find out.

And then... I'm sorry. I couldn't finish the book. After about a month of trying to convince myself to read it, it got the point where I was trying to get myself to finish Bright, Young Things by not reading other books until I was done. Needless to say, I stopped reading. (thus my large gap in reviews) 

It's not like it's a thick book, but it's simply because I'm not at all interested. I may be a bit(okay a lot) biased in this simply because I adore fantasy and am not a big fan about reading about reality. Maybe 1920s was just a little relatable? Not really. I don't know. I just know that I was either wanting to choke the characters to death, or just stop reading all together. Why did I want to choke the characters to death? 

They were just all so... superficial. Fame, crime, fortune. It was just too... I don't know, disgusting for me. Tacky almost. This is just my taste, but it simply was not my cup of tea. I've never been to Gossip Girls or that sort of thing and this was just a little too close to that for me. I felt almost like I'd been dumped into a high school drama. Just at a more historical larger level. 


Basically, I didn't like this book. Sorry.

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