Review of A Conspiracy of Bones – Kathy Reichs
A Conspiracy of Bones is a transition book between the last one published in the series and the one she had prepared.
The one that had been announced was thought to be about a wedding after the neurosurgery. Here the wedding and the groom shine by their absence, until it’s revealed that the protagonist has decided her future in the end.
I’ve always liked Kathy Reichs‘s books starring Temperance Brennan since I read the first one in the early 1990s. But, as in everything, there are better ones and there are worse ones. This isn’t one of the best.
It’s very convoluted and a little weak.
I think ninety percent of the book is spent on Brennan obsessing and asking herself questions. And there are few answers and, in most cases, it’s not up to her, but to the police, to find them. But, as always, and even if she’s convalescent, she’s at the forefront of the investigation.
A Conspiracy of Bones is somewhat overwhelming because, as usual, it’s narrated in the first person, and she tells us everything that goes through her mind. And especially, because it’s a novel with very few characters that allow the reader to rest from her thoughts and questions.
It’s a shame she’s such an egocentric character, not always, but most of the time. Also there’s not much importance given to the boyfriend, or the fiancée, as she calls him, because he’s the best character, especially, because of his sense of humor. She’s not without humor, but she’s often obsessed by everything she researches and he’s the perfect counterpoint to balance the scales.
The novels in which the prominence is distributed between the two are much better because she’s not such an exclusive character and enclosed in herself.
I am faithful and I am hooked to these books and recognize that I’m interested in the personal story of the protagonists. I’ve seen how it’s evolved since the first novel and I’ve been intrigued about how it will go on for some time now.
I’ll continue to read them because, despite everything, I like them and, as I say, every author has ups and downs. Though some only have downs. For example, if it reached Patricia Cornwell’s level with Scarpetta, I would do the same thing: stop reading Kathy Reichs altogether.