So far, Henry Lang reminds me of a slightly younger and more lost Dent, Arthur Dent. He’s likable, but that feeling will wear off if he doesn’t start exhibiting a little spark.
Reading this book is a little like watching Mr. Bean or After Hours. You cringe, you cover your eyes. You want it to end. You feel bad for him but, honestly, isn’t it time he got his act together? At least Arthur Dent stood up for himself from time to time. (I’m halfway through.)
I think the book’s biggest literary strength is that Dahlie makes the reader feel about Henry exactly the same way the other characters do. You want him to do well, but you just don’t want to spend all that much time with him anymore.
Almost 4 stars. It has a little magical happity-doo-dah ending that was fun.