Review: "Hollywood Savage" by Kristin McCloy

Reviewer: Stephanie

Blurb: A scalding exploration of love, marriage, fidelity, and betrayal.
“Meet me at five,” the voice said on the answering machine. Four ordinary words yet, when heard by the wrong person, enough to change the course of a marriage.

Marooned in Hollywood while writing a screenplay based on his latest bestselling novel, Miles King records in his journals his escalating conviction that his glamorous wife, a New York-based journalist named Maggie, is having an affair.

Amidst the sun-buffed egos and the longing for connection and fame he encounters at every cocktail party and no-name bar in Hollywood, Miles finds unexpected comfort in an affair of his own with Lucy, a young mother whose open, eager mind sparks an irresistible passion in him. Miles’s constantly shifting emotional state — a potent brew of lust, guilt, anger, and betrayal — is only one of the perils he must navigate as his fantasies become increasingly hard to distinguish from reality.

In Hollywood Savage, acclaimed novelist Kristin McCloy probes one modern man’s psychological depths with stunning accuracy, and illuminates the ways of men and women desperately try to reveal themselves to one another, while always keeping a part of their hearts a secret.

Review: I wasn’t sure whether to be disgusted, or enraptured with this book. The plot was very poor: man has an affair with a woman who is completely different from his wife; man battles depression; man goes back to wife (without even telling her about the other woman!).

Plot notwithstanding, I’ll talk about the conveyed emotions. Miles definitely tells it how it is, and every word is so raw and honest, it really haunted me. He was such a cynical, smart-assed guy whose voice, though disturbing, was unbelievably intriguing.

It was a really difficult read because the prose was in journal format. There were no chapters, and Miles [McCloy] seemed to just ramble on about whatever was on his mind. I liked Miles, but I didn’t like McCloy. Her voice sounds extremely snobbish, and that’s very off-putting. She characterizes Miles as arrogant and I couldn’t get myself to really feel sympathy for him. However, as a character, he was strong, and I liked how he personified things poetically.
Overall, I think it was a good tragic romance, but I think it really could have been better with dialogue and plot structure. I recommend this to anyone who has the patience to read through a bunch of fluff before getting to the actual point!