I really hope the money that the lawyers and promoters make on this travesty is worth besmirching the name of one of the last great living 20th century authors. This book is … one of the worst books I’ve ever tried to read. I will read Twilight before I ever attempt to finish this book.
You can’t help but compare it to To Kill a Mockingbird; Hell, it’s why the promoters what you to buy the damn thing. But unlike that seminal work, this book is dreadfully dull – dull to the point of being offensive. I read through several chapters highlighting the minutiae of church services. Was that really necessary? Other than a swim-on-a-dare and getting locked in a train berth, there’s not much going on of interest in this book.
Whether this is an actual sequel or a first draft of TKAM, the book could’ve used a good round of comprehensive editing to pull things together and make it a bit more interesting. I gave up around the 40% mark, when we get introduced to Atticus Finch, Klansman (they should’ve used that for the title, I think). Sure, that goes on (and still goes on) down in the south, but after Finch’s characterization in the original book (and, of course, the movie), this comes completely out of left field.
Really, the only good thing about this book is the cover, which is very reminiscent of the minimalist movement and many classic book covers from the mid-20th century. Please don’t judge the book by that, because you’ll be sorely disappointed.
I doubt Harper Lee had much to do with this particular presentation, which is probably a very good thing. Remember her for To Kill a Mockingbird, and forget this abomination even exists.