Kommer du nogensinde tilbage til mig
Title: Kommer du nogensinde tilbage til mig
Author: Lise Villadsen
Forlag: Høst & Søn
Finished Reading: April 2019
Genre: Young Adult
This is my personal review without spoilers of the actual plot.
Kort før eksamen i niende klasse opdager Atlas sandheden om noget, hans mor har forsøgt at skjule for ham hele hans liv. Han vil helst glemme det, vil bare have, tingene skal være, som de plejer. Men langsomt begynder Atlas at tvivle på alt – sin mor, sine venner, sig selv – og ikke mindst på sine følelser for Adelia, som jo ellers skulle være hans livs kærlighed.
This book is only available in Danish and I don’t think that it will get a translation.
At first, the book seemed to be going in one direction only to take a big turn and sprint in the opposite direction. I wasn’t expecting the drastically change in the story, even though I should have. Atlas was such a cool character at first and I was almost certain it would be as good, as her other book Tigerhjerte, not far off, but not quite there.
I hate books that has no ending, in this case an open ending. Author argue that it’s better to make your own ending, but in this case, it just doesn’t work. We’ve not had enough time to get to know the characters and therefor it’s impossible to decide what is going to happen.
The author made some hints here and there about stuff that in the end didn’t play a role to the outcome of the book. I was debating whether she wanted to incorporate these breadcrumbs more, but somehow wasn’t allowed to, or if it’s ideas for her next work. I don’t see these hints as spoilers, since they don’t play a role, but as a certain time, Atlas begins talking about an old friend he had when he was much younger and how they kissed and played husband and wife shacking. I thought that Atlas perhaps was a little gay; since he started thinking about it, but turns out that, it had no deeper meaning. This is not the only time something odd happens, which seems like a big deal at the time, never to be mentioned again. The book is short and to put stuff in, that is subordinate, in my opinion just doesn’t work.
The author is skilled with her words. I like her way of writing immensely, but this time it’s not enough to carry the book. There were too many bumps in the road. Sometimes a book is just too short you don’t have time to develop sympathy with the main character before all hell is loose. It’s not a bad book; however, you’re really just a bystander looking at a boy in pain.