I am not very good at remembering different characters.
Names, in general, are a little difficult for me.
Not that names are inherently hard to remember…I just don’t use them. I use variations of “hey, you, dude, etc…” instead of using names.
I have friends I’ve known for years, and I’m afraid to use their name – or at least what I think their name is – because I’m afraid it’s wrong.
There are TV shows I’ve watched multiple seasons of, and I still couldn’t tell you the names of most characters. Instead I’ll say “What’s-his-bucket”, or something like that, when referring to a specific character.
It’s a personal flaw, and it’s something I should work on. But I needed to explain that before addressing the book.
In The Westing Game, the reader is immediately introduced to more than 16 characters. And, while this wouldn’t be tricky for most people, I spent a lot of the book trying to remember who each character was.
As I mentioned before, that’s a personal problem. It shouldn’t reflect poorly on the book. But if you’re somebody like me, a second read once you’ve learned who the characters are might be valuable.
Overall, The Westing Game was entertaining, and it was fun to watch everything come together in the final pages.
It’s pretty much a murder mystery, and throughout the majority of the book – right till the very end – each set of characters has a different idea of who the killer is.
Sometimes it’s frustrating waiting for characters to understand the clues they’ve been given. But, even as the reader, you might understand the clues…but you probably won’t solve the mystery.
*Dun dun duuuunnnn*