Looking through Sidney Sheldon's eyes, I cannot help but think that when he looks at humanity, all he sees are our flaws and weaknesses. Most writers tend to create one dimensional characters who are either all good or all evil. While Sheldon does not necessarily fall into this trap, his characters are, on the other hand, all too human. They revel in their vices, they are tormented by their fears, they are drawn ruthlessly by their obsessions, their carnality overpowers them. This all too distorted lens through which he portays his characters does not appeal to me.
Memories of midnight, in particular, read like a screenplay. The central character, Catherine, returns from the grave only to fall into the care of a man who would wish to see her dead, but only after he seduces her. The man, Constantin, is a demigod with a knack for revenge. The central themes of the story are love, hate, money, power and vengeance. All in all, this book is Harlequin Romance meets soap opera meets psycho-killer thriller meets the all-knowing mafia-like arm of power and money. This concoction has all the makings of an unmemorable made-for TV movie.
SCORE: 2 pearls.
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