File The Best of Us by Sarah Pekkanen under ‘The Big Chill genre’. You know the story – university friends reunite, secrets and old hostilities/romances emerge, group stereotypes are all represented.
The Best of Us features the nerd (who has since become a multi-millionaire, obvs), the do-gooder, the ‘high-school sweethearts’, the seductress and the ring-in. There are jealousies, misconstrued situations, some burning desires and a hurricane… but nothing that takes ‘The Big Chill’ to the next level.
The only element of the plot that interested me was one character’s discovery that they may have inherited the gene for motor neurone disease (MND or Lou Gehrig’s disease). There was a brief discussion about whether they should be genetically tested. It prompted me to find out what percentage of people with MND have inherited it (only 5 – 10%. The cause is not known in 90 – 95% of cases – hope this information is useful on a future genetics exam…).
Blatant product placement in books irritates the hell out of me. In some contexts, it’s permissible to name-drop (for example Sophie Kinsella’s Shopoholic series relies on all-the-name-dropping) but generally, it grates. So if I had read one more reference to someone’s iPhone or Rolex in The Best of Us, I was going to throw my Kindle across the room (see what I did there?).
2/5 Not poorly written but nothing to surprise.
I received my copy of The Best of Us from the publisher, Atria Books, via NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review.
The characters in The Best of Us kick off their Jamaican holiday with sex on the beach. The cocktail variety, obviously.