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Cargando... The Silence Factorypor Bridget Collins
   Historical Fiction (104) Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro.  AdonisGuilfoyle | Jul 14, 2024 |   I found it to be very lengthy and repetitive in certain bits and I am really getting a bit fed up with all the books lately involving gay relationships. Authors are being asked to be inclusive in their books, and it feels forced most of the time, and I am just about done with it being forced down my throat. Anyway, that will make me unpopular, but it is the way I see it, so… Henry is invited to Sir Edward’s manor to try and cure his deaf daughter by the use of his auricular artefacts. Failing at this, Henry gets involved in Sir Edward’s other business venture: the magic silk woven by a particular spider that creates total and absolute silence. Henry gets a bit too involved and gets blindsided by the terrible reality of this invention. Will he wake up from this ridiculous trance and redeem himself? His character is quite pathetic, btw. All in all, it could have been better. Skip it, I say. (  )1  AleAleta | May 26, 2024 | sin reseñas | añadir una reseña
1820: Sophia Ashmore-Percy reluctantly accompanies her husband James to a remote Greek island, where he searches for rare biological specimens. Once there, however, she sets on her own voyage of discovery -- stumbling across the very creature he is looking for. Decades later, audiologist Henry Latimer is sent to the home of industrialist Sir Edward Ashmore-Percy and tasked with curing the man's young daughter, Philomel, of her deafness. But Henry quickly becomes obsessed with the fascinating nature of Sir Edward's business: spinning silk with a rare and magical breed of spiders. The extraordinary silk shields sound, offering respite from bustling streets and noisy neighbors. The result is instant tranquility, as wearers experience a soothing calmness. Yet, those within earshot of the outward-facing silk are subjected to eerie murmurs that amplify with proximity. As Henry becomes entangled in the allure of the silk and Sir Edward's charm, he glimpses a more sinister family history. The closer he ventures into the inner circle of Carthmute House, the more he unravels the horrifying underbelly of the silk business. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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The blurb, as before, hooked me - who wouldn't want a special silk soundproofing material to block out the world? - but the story and characters yet again failed to live up to the promise. The 1820s diary entries by a poor abused free spirit married to a White Male Bully were hopelessly purple to start with but eventually descended into the tired 'this should be in third person because nobody writes like this' first person epistolary narrative. Meanwhile Henry Latimer, the widowed hearing aid salesman, is just beyond pathetic - compared to him, Dracula's obsequious assistant Renfield was a world class charmer. As in The Binding, Henry 'falls in love' with another White Male Bully, Playboy Edition, who uses him as a sort of secretary while touching his cheek and giving him a kiss every now and again, and then drops him from a great height. The spider silk gimmick is suddenly a tool for upper class Victorian world domination - R F Kuang would be proud of the author's complete lack of subtlety and nuance - while the theme of childbirth and motherhood is even clunkier (and tiresome). Sophia is so obsessed with having 'Her Child' that a miscarriage about two days after she figures that she's pregnant tips her completely over the edge ('a seed is not a tree,' the wise woman of the island tells her, but Sophia's already assigned a gender and plotted out a whole future for the blood clot by that point) and eventually leads to her death, a la Rebecca. Whiny bitch Henry is sort of mourning his late wife and 'stillborn' child when not lusting over golden boy Sir Edward. Honestly, I was cheering the spiders by this point.
If you're looking for a sequel to The Binding that is just another toxic M/M 'romance' shoehorned into a gothic metaphor for Victorian industrialisation, boy does Bridget have a treat for you! Lower your expectations, however, because the plot is about as fragile and tangled as a spider's web. (