Author: Lauren Sable
Rating: ★★ 1/2
Synopsis: In this fast-paced adventure set in Mexico, teen celebrity Vivian Divine goes on the run after receiving a death threat, and discovers that everything she thought she knew about her charmed life—and the boy she loves—is a lie.
Huge thank you to Katherine Tegen Books and Edelweiss for an advance copy of this book.
Vivian Divine is Dead might be one of the weirdest books I’ve read in a long time. The pace moves at lightning speed with no sense of stopping, and yet when you reach the end of the book, you question a little bit as to what the heck you just read. This book is weird. Like, really weird at times.
I think the best way to describe this book is Stockholm Syndrome. Vivian is kidnapped, yet she’s… okay with it most of the time? It seems a bit odd, but it would have played better had our protagonist not been so bratty or delusional. Part of the problem is that Vivian comes across flat and stereotypical for a rich girl and it doesn’t do her any favors. Yet, her circumstances made you want to turn pages and see what the heck was happening to her.
I really, really, hate the romance in this novel. Nick is an awful character who is simply too all over the place to really enjoy. He’s a crappy person, does crappy things, yet a lot of the time Vivian just brushes it aside, meanwhile you find yourself asking “what the heck is so interesting about this tool?” I just didn’t understand the connection — I don’t mind a character that plays both sides, but a lot of his motivations felt so awkwardly put together that I just felt very unsure most of the time. Nick, you and I will continue to be having words.
Vivian Divine is such an awkward duck and in a lot of ways it was hard to engage with because you expect more from the characters and the situation they are involved in. Yes there’s living dangerously and being free spirited, but I wanted more than just what the rush provided for me. I still found myself asking more questions, and feeling like everything wrapped up a bit too nicely for its own good.