My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Alice Love is twenty-nine, crazy about her husband, and pregnant with her first child. So imagine Alice’s surprise when she comes to on the floor of a gym and is whisked off to the hospital where she discovers the honeymoon is truly over — she’s getting divorced, she has three kids and she’s actually 39 years old. Alice must reconstruct the events of a lost decade, and find out whether it’s possible to reconstruct her life at the same time. She has to figure out why her sister hardly talks to her, and how is it that she’s become one of those super skinny moms with really expensive clothes. Ultimately, Alice must discover whether forgetting is a blessing or a curse, and whether it’s possible to start over.
Heads up! This bad boy is becoming a movie some time in 2016/17. I am literally frothing at the mouth to see this, and I'm not a movie person. Will you watch it?
Borderline 5 star
- The depth of the characters was lovely. I was invested in the human-ness of everyone - their behaviours, their quirks, Alice's inner dialogue.
- Alice. She was bloody funny.
- How Australian this book was. Being a kiwi, I could relate to their snacks, their seasons, their speech. I forgot how much I missed that, reading US and UK authors lately.
- Oh, the mystery of it all! I loved how the story unfolded.
- Elisabeth's story. I wanted something good for her so. So. Badly.
- Frannie's letters to Phil. I don't know why, but I just couldn't get into those parts. Between you and I, I skimmed most of those letters just enough to read the parts about Alice, Nick or Elisabeth.
- I didn't fully understand why Nick (or anyone else) would leave amnesia-riddled Alice with 3 children she couldn't remember. Surely someone would have stepped in to keep an eye on things for at least the first few days. It just didn't make sense to me.
Loved it like a chocolate fish. It's like that feeling you get when you have a whole season of your favourite show recorded and ready to go - the beginning of a journey! I can't wait to read more from Liane Moriarty.