Pabkin’s One Liner: Empty plot and even worse characters!
Travel writer Lea Sutter finds herself on a small island off the coast of South Carolina, the wrong place at the wrong time. A merciless, unanticipated hurricane cuts a path of destruction and Lea barely escapes with her life. In the storm’s aftermath, she discovers orphaned twin boys and impulsively decides to adopt them. The boys, Samuel and Daniel, seem amiable and immensely grateful; Lea’s family back on Long Island—husband Mark and their two children, Ira and Elena—aren’t quite so pleased. But even they can’t anticipate the twins’ true nature—or predict that, within a few weeks’ time, Mark will wind up implicated in two brutal murders, with the police narrowing in.
Originally, I was so excited to read Red Rain. The first part that describes the aftermath of the hurricane was so well done that I could feel the screams of the survivors in my chest. Too bad the buck stopped there because absolutely every thing else in this book was a waste of my very limited free time.
There wasn’t a single likable character to connect with. After the second adulterous couple I almost gave up reading altogether. The first adulterous sex scene at least had some point in the absurd plot but the second…completely pointless.
What would a travel blogger be doing setting up her trip the day before she knows a huge hurricane is due to strike the island? This woman drove me nuts. She decided to bring home these two kids that are total strangers, knows nothing about them and doesn’t even listen to her husband or children’s feelings/opinions on the matter. Not to mention why in the world would you bring home two more children to take care of (who are supposedly traumatized from losing their family and home) when you already have two kids that you barely spend time with as it is. These were the thoughts running through my mind. Then the idiot woman says this: “I’m not neglecting the twins. The twins and I have a special bond. Even if we don’t spend time together..”
Because of Red Rain I doubt I will ever read another R.L. Stine book, I felt it was that poorly plotted and written. All of the characters were weakly realized. Without a character for me to attach to it is hard to care what happens to them. Hell, I was hoping every one would die at one point. There were also scenes that just felt like wasted space. I thought this was supposed to be a horror or thriller book and I wouldn’t even consider it a cheesy horror read.
Stay away, I say, stay away.
Tabitha the Pabkins
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