Book Review: The Miniaturist (Jessie Burton)
Release Date: 1st January 2014
It did pick up, however. I think as soon as the first revelation hit (no spoilers!) I became more invested in the story. Before that, I felt sorry for Nella, and awkward around Marin and Johannes, but little else. Once one secret was out though, they kept coming, and worried how the family would cope.
I loved Marin’s character the most: I thought there were so many deft little touches there that made her so human: so full of contradictions, mood swings and uncertainty. She was by far my favourite, although the others were by no means sub par.
Strangely, when I think about this book, the actual minituarist doesn’t come to mind very much. It was the thing that drew me to it at first: the idea of seeing one’s life carved out in miniatures that also seem to predict the future. But I felt this story line didn’t really live out its potential: I thought the miniaturist would be someone of more importance, perhaps someone we knew, and that the uncanny ability to predict what was happening and what would happen to the family would be explained, but it never was. I just wanted more from that story line.
This book definitely grew on me. I’d advise you to stick with it if, like me, you struggle at the beginning, as it definitely gets more intriguing. That said though, I don’t think it’s one I will be reading again.