While I try not to let it
hinder my views on the book as a whole, I can’t help but feel cheated by Emma
Donoghue’s Room. The premise is almost guaranteed to make you look twice at it,
and, not to give anything away, it does not follow through with it in a way
that satisfies the reader, at least this reader. Other than that, the book
remains pretty solid, ratcheting up the tension through a unique viewpoint that
you would not expect lends itself to such nail-biting suspense. And despite the
narrator’s ignorance to his horrifying predicament, which could have caused
plot points to be lost in translation, everything is clear and concise enough
that lends itself to emotional investment and the suspense that comes with it,
at least in the first half, which I will get to without trying to spoil it for
you. The novel focuses on five-year-old Jack, whose whole life and existence is
confined to a very small twelve by twelve room that he shares with his mother.
He makes up games, learns from old books, and values the times when he is
allowed snacks when Old Nick is in a good mood. In reality, his mom has been
kidnapped and birthed Jack in the room, and she is slowly but surely planning
her ingenious escape. Without any real tools at her disposal, Jack’s mom must
rely on her wits to think of a way out, which she does, but it is quite risky
and could cost them their lives. As I said, the first half of the book is quite
well paced, never gets annoying, and offers a lot of intrigue as to how it
might play out. It is the last 150 pages that are a letdown. Not bad or
anything, just not as good as the first half, and that is too large of chunk to
ignore.
Rating: 3/5
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