First clunker of 2025. What a bummer. 

Carrere got onto my radar for The Mustache (which I’m still open to reading) so I snagged a used copy of this little book about a little boy having a tremendously terrible time on a ski trip with his classmates. Anxiety and dread build like a ski slope in a steady falling snow. 

I like the setup. There are a few cool sentences. And as a movie I think this could slap. But I guessed the plot almost immediately, and the story seems somehow simultaneously rushed and too long. And the “Stephen King is salami but this is caviar” comparison on the back cover does the book NO favors. The writing ain’t all that special. 

I am not going to keep this book but I’m not ready to kick Carrere to the curb just yet. Anyone read anything else by him? Is this just a mid effort from a good author? #2025books