Behind on the thread so some reviews from me, and will try to catch up with chat and responses to others' reviews later.
19 Smoke and Ashes, Abir Mukherjee (RWYO)
Third in the Sam Wyndham series (I read the first, accidentally skipped the second but it didn't spoil anything).
In 1920s India, Sam is trying to hide his increasingly problematic opium addiction from his superiors in the Calcutta police force. While off his head in a backstreet opium den, he sees, or thinks he sees, a dead body with strange mutilations, but when he returns the next day there's no sign of it. Then he's sent to investigate a completely unrelated death - except that the woman's body bears the same strange mutilations.
Set against a backdrop of political unrest and increasing protest against British rule, this was an engaging and easy read - can recommend this series for anyone in a reading funk.
DNF Thirtynothing, Lisa Jewell
Love a second chance romcom, usually love Lisa Jewell. Gave up on this after 2-3 chapters as both the main characters were insufferable.
20 Atmosphere, Taylor Jenkins Reid
I have had mixed success with TJR - read a couple that I loved (I am happy to go along for a schlocky, over-emotive ride as long as it's fun!) and a couple that left me cold. This was a mixed bag.
It's told as a dual narrative. In the present (well, 1984 when the book is set), there's been an accident on a US space shuttle. It's down to the one astronaut still conscious to bring the shuttle back to earth, and Mission Control to talk her down. As the two women get onto the radio, it's clear that there is some history here between them.
In the flashbacks, we see our two MCs meet as pioneering wannabe astronauts, trying to succeed in a NASA who have never let women join the space programme before. And yes, they fall in love, and that's problematic as well, because it's the 80s, and NASA is very conservative.
There was a lot of promise in this set-up but for me, the book fell short. I wanted a lot more geeky space/science stuff and less repetitive feeeeeelings stuff (both the main love relationship and the relationship between the main protagonist and her sister and niece just seemed to go round in circles taking up a lot of words).
I don't have a heart of stone. I WAS moved by the final couple of chapters. But God, you can see TJR writing her little socks off absolutely DETERMINED to wring tears from you, and it felt a little forced.
21 Death in Venice, Thomas Mann
Gosh, this was a strange little book. I thought I knew what I was reading but apparently I did not.
It's only 5 chapters long (about 150 pages on my Kindle). Gustav von Aschenbach is a writer who has settled into a successful and respectable middle age. One day, while waiting for a tram, he catches the eye of a passing man on the street, and this awakes in him a desperate and dream-like longing to travel south.
In Venice (surprisingly, to me, he is staying at the beach and not in the city - I thought this would all take place among the mysterious little streets and canals), he develops an obsession with a "beautiful" 14 year old boy who is staying with his family at the same hotel. With the oppressive sultry weather and the ancient and filthy city of Venice, everything is described in a strange trance-like fashion. Von Aschenbach's actions become less and less rational, as he fantasises that he and the boy are figures in a Greek myth, or a classical teacher and student learning philosophical wisdom together (no huge spoilers but I can reassure you that, unlike Humbert Humbert, von Aschenbach doesn't get anywhere near to the disturbingly young object of his affections - mostly he follows him around in a comically underhand way, having a panic attack when they accidentally meet face-to-face).
I didn't really enjoy this. It's a dense read, stuffed with classical illusions that I often didn't get, and the (apparently closely autobiographical) plot of erotic obsession with an actual child was just way too weird for me.
However, the real theme, it seemed to me, was not "ooh aren't teenage boys sexy" but rather von Aschenbach's fear of ageing and death. And yeah, that struck a chord. I can't say I haven't felt a desire to travel and have adventures that feels uncomfortably connected to understanding that life is short and that I am getting older. I just hope I do it without making a strange, pervy fool of myself.