Date finished: 29 May 2015
Rating: 4/5 stars
Notorious “revenge-porn” blogger Jacob
Lynch, better known by his pseudonym Brodie Lomax, is in the midst of throwing
the internet world on its head with the renewal of his reality TV show,
seven-figure book deal, and of course his revenge-porn blog, when he suddenly
vanishes out of range of any wi-fi hotspot. An escape to an isolated hunting
lodge in the middle of Alaska seems to be the perfect cure for his writer’s
block – until the mysterious Alicia shows up. Of course, things don’t go
exactly as planned, and when he wakes up chained to a bed, revenge- and
grief-stricken Alicia seems more than happy to give him – quite literally – a
dose of his own sick medicine.
Alex van Tonder’s debut novel is exciting,
unexpected and undeniably crazy – much like her psychotic bride-to-be-on-the-loose,
Alicia. I experienced so many conflicting thoughts and emotions that by the
time I finally closed the book I had to sit back for a little while and take
about five or six deep, deep breaths. Jacob is simultaneously infuriating – I
wanted to kill him for about 95% of the novel, or at least give him a serious
lecture on basic human decency and how
not to destroy other people’s lives – and frustratingly likeable. I was
startled that at some points, I actually didn’t
want Alicia to mutilate him, and hoped he’d be able to find his way back home
somehow. I think that exposes some really good writing – the way in which van
Tonder was able to completely expose a “Professional Douchebag” (to use her own
words) of a man, and yet still invoke sympathy for him in her readers is quite
phenomenal.
I had a little bit of a problem with the way in which men and women were portrayed, but I suppose that can be put down to the novel being from Jacob's perspective. He is the textbook definition of a misogynist. Still, all the women were portrayed as fame-hungry, Instagram-obsessed, sex-crazed, desperate housewives that only needed a little money to be convinced that their leaked sex-tape was not so bad after all. And the men were just as bad: drug-addicted, noncommittal, self-absorbed morons with nothing better to do than follow the instructions of the "internet-cool kids".
But then, in total, terrifying contrast, Alicia is totally bonkers.
She is one-hundred-percent, lock-away-in-an-asylum-forever crazy, and for a little while I sat there half-smiling at the book
thinking, “Nah, come on… she would never really do tha– OH. WAIT. NOPE, SHE
DID. OKAY.” I was so wrapped in shock at her inhumanity that when the plot
twist finally crashed the party, I pretty much had an aneurism.
Then, because it’s a mysterious new
genre of social-media-crime-thriller-fiction, about fifteen more rapid,
expertly timed and executed plot twits threw the whole story on its head again,
leading up to an ending I can only explain as ‘throw-the-book-at-the-wall’-worthy.
I haven’t stopped thinking about it since – but that’s the way you know it was
a damn good book, right?
This
One Time is witty, dark and somewhat brilliant. Its
bold originality and sharp, fast-paced writing makes for an incredible novel,
with enough twists and turns to make its readers feel almost as disoriented as
Jacob himself. Highly recommended.
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