Immortal In Death (In Death) [On MP3-CD]

Rating:
Summary: Good, but could have been better
Review: Liked the first two books in this series better than this third, but it is still a recommended read. My problem with this book was that the ending just kind of dropped off. Would have like a few more pages of happiness, maybe some details on the wedding, (what did Mavis wear???). Despite the sub-par rating of 4 out of 5, I still have trouble putting the books down. Roberts does a good job teasing us with the romance which is probably why after three books about the same couple, I'm still interested in their lives.

Basically, you either like this series or you don't. If you like it, you need to read each of the books in order to get the full appeal. Though this wasn't my favorite of the three I read, it was enjoyable.

Rating:
Summary: Pretty entertaining, but *seriously* over-the-top
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OK, here's the setup. Beautiful young police Lieutenant Eve Dallas is getting married to the richest man in the world. Handsome, muscular fellow named (so help me) Roarke. Eve's best friend, Mavis, has fallen madly in love with an up-and-coming designer. Big, burly, handsome guy, name of Leonardo(!). But Leonardo's ex-lover, Pandora(!!), a vicious, grasping supermodel, won't let go, and threatens to ruin Leonardo's first Really Big Show.

[minor **SPOILER** directly ahead! Just the one...]
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Pandora turns up, messily dead, in Leonardo's apt. Her blood is found under Mavis's nails. But Eve knows Mavis didn't do it. Will she be able to clear her friend , and find the real killer? Will love triumph over all? Will I actually finish this book?

Now, here's a dialog snippet. Lt. Dallas is in conference with Lt. Jake Casto about a murder case. Jake's got "a body that, well, looked like it could ride the range just fine." The confab over, Jake saunters towards the door. "You know, Eve, you've got eyes like good, aged whiskey. Sure brings out a powerful thirst in a man." Just a typical cop-shop conversation in li'l old NYC, 2054 AD.

I can't quite decide whether to take this as a straight romantic-sf-mystery -- other than the character-names, which are clearly auctorial malice aforethought -- or as a put-on, or as "Eye of Argon" material. It is pretty entertaining, if *seriously* over-the-top. Here's Eve again, steeling herself to really marry Roarke, "this man with the sinfully blue eyes, the strong, gorgeous, somehow Raphaelite looks of a doomed angel..."

"She could and had faced an armed laser in the hands of a mad mutant mercenary with less fear than she faced such unswerving emotion..." Um. No bodices are literally ripped here, but all but. LM Bujold, she ain't.

[Didn't actually finish it. Caveat lector]