Despite the back cover and generally positive reviews, this book bored me more than anything else. I have not found the "dazzling novel" or "masterful tragedy" in question, but on the contrary, I found that the story seriously lacked spice. In fact, it lacks almost everything that makes a good thriller, that is to say, suspense, intensity, and twists. The problem is that nothing happens almost throughout the novel. It turns pages patiently wondering when things will finally accelerate, when we will finally be able to vibrate and be passionate about the plot. But it remains desperately flat and devoid of originality. And the few times things take an interesting twist, the rate dropped immediately after the pages. It seems that the author never get to the bottom of his ideas, and that's a shame, because the ideas are there. The characters also lack contours. They appear to us for the most superficial and devoid of character. Except for the heroin, as narrator unfolds a little more than others. But it's still not enough to give depth to the whole ... The positives concern firstly the author's style that, while not extraordinary, still allows us to keep going, and, secondly, ecological implicit message that gives us pause.
In the end, "Zona frigida" is a novel that, without being totally mediocre, does not present a great flavor or special interest. This is a book that is readable, at most. I'll come back to the author luck when I decide to read his famous trilogy Neshov.
