Matt at A Variety of Words recently read Jim Crace's Being Dead and posted a brief review to his blog. [Gasp! Note to professional critics who aren't reading this since no one reads blogs: breathe. Matt simply likes books; he isn't trying to put you out of a job.] He didn't like it much, and gave it a rating of 2.5/5.0. After some reflection, he decided to lower it to 2.0 because as he later wrote, "I think I’m allowing myself to be too influenced by others and have sometimes been giving a book a higher rating than I really should have."
Years ago, I read Being Dead because of its positive press and award-winning status. I hated it. Besides beautiful prose and a carefully-plotted story arc, there isn't much else redeeming about the book. Pre-BookBlog, I had a personal website and posted my own brief review. [Gasp! Note to professional critics who aren't reading this since no one reads blogs: breathe. I simply like books; your job security, though, means little to me.] I thought it might take some digging to find and share it with Matt, but it turns out I already posted it to BookBlog.