In this second book of the “Madam Tulip” series, Derry, the starving actress, continues to fight (but not very hard) against taking up her crystal ball and making financial use of her on-again-off-again psychic abilities. Once again, the story is filled with interesting characters, witty dialogue, a good deal of suspense (courtesy of Russian Gangsters this time) and a bit of gratuitous gut-churning horror through liberal applications of cling wrap. Claustrophobes might want to skim certain sections.
I have to admit that this second novel, entertaining as it is, does not have quite the snap that the first one did. Her parents reprise their kooky individualism, but the marvellous love/hate relationship between them seems to have mellowed. Kerry seems to be more comfortable with her “talent,” thus reducing that tension a bit. Not so much fun with the supporting cast; we have met many of them before.
If I had to compare this book to the first in the series, I would say it was a little less subtle, with less personality conflict and more action and suspense. Still highly recommended for a very enjoyable light read.
(5 / 5)