2.5 stars rounded up. I was invited to read free and early by Net Galley and St. Martin’s Press, which is one of my favorite publishers. It looked promising; original and, the teaser said, “brutally funny” in places. I wanted to like it, but yet.
The title is a play on words (raising the dead, raising the dad, get it?) I didn’t realize it at the outset or I might have dodged it. “Dad” was declared dead many years ago. He was not going to make it, and everyone agreed to turn off the machines and let him go in peace. The widow believes she is a widow, but the fact is, he’s still alive.
What happens when a patient is brain-dead and you turn off the machinery and the patient continues to live? What if he lives a long, long time?
The question provides a great premise—though the particulars here are far-fetched– but if it had been my choice, the pitch and the cover would have been different. This is a gritty, dramatic topic, and the cover shouts that this is going to be a light, fun read. Oh reader, it really isn’t. There are some funny moments, mostly involving the protagonist’s badly behaved brother, Mike, but they aren’t enough to keep the story from being a grim, miserable grind.
When my confidence in a galley flags, I go to Goodreads to see what other early reviewers have to say. At least one other reviewer argued convincingly that although most of the story is slow and unpleasant, the last 100 pages are brilliant and illuminate the reason for the rest of the story being as it is. Because of this, I soldiered my way through to the 70% mark, waiting for genius to reveal itself. But for me, that train never arrived at the station though I was well into the denouement, and with a mixture of relief and disappointment, I gave myself permission to abandon the journey.
This book is for sale now, but it is not a good choice for a Father’s Day gift. Trust me.