I had mixed feelings while reading the second novel by Khaled Hosseini of Kite Runner fame and infamy.
Certainly it’s not as strong as Kite Runner.
I bought the audio book anyway because the subject is so important to me: the plight of Islamic women.
Too bad Hosseini is so predictably sentimental. From the New York Times, MICHIKO KAKUTANI:
And like its predecessor, it features some embarrassingly hokey scenes that feel as if they were lifted from a B movie, and some genuinely heart-wrenching scenes that help redeem the overall story.
It could be a fantastic book, but isn’t.
Yet, I will likely still read Hosseini’s next book. And watch the inevitably successful movies adapted from them.
I guess I’m hooked.