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A series losing its way?
on 26 March 2010
I adored the first three books in the Tales of the City series. I fell in love with Mary Ann, Mouse, Mona, Mrs Madrigal and the other inhabitants of 28 Barbary Lane the minute I opened Armistead Maupin's wonderful original chronical of San Francisco life. And I remained gripped throughout the outrageous plot lines and twists of More and Further Tales of the City.
Then I read Babycakes, and sadly, I have the say, the cracks are beginning to show. I just didn't feel the same excitement reading it as I did the others. Maybe it's because the depiction of London isn't nearly as evocative as the earlier ones of San Francisco. Maybe it's because the story is weaker and lacks the central mysteries that kept me enthralled in the earlier books. For some reason, the unbelievable coincidences that seemed so much fun before now just seemed silly.
I never thought I'd say this, but I began to feel bored towards the end, whereas I couldn't wait to open Tales, More Tales and Further Tales to discover where I was being led.
I hope that this is a blip and the series will pick up again, but I have a feeling that Babycakes may be the turning point, where the previously wonderful Tales lost its magic.