I feel so betrayed by this book that I'm now taking it personally. It's being marketed as a murder mystery meets Great British Bake Off, and on paper this sounds SO GOOD. But it took 80% of the book to build up to a murder that was so anticlimactic. 

Did I care about the murder by that point after learning about the really annoying character POVs I had to sit through? No. Lottie and Peter were pretty much the only characters I'd been invested in, up until Peter's "oh well, what the hell, life's unfair anyway" attitude pissed me right the eff off at the end of the book. I absolutely hated Hannah. This entire book took the charm of the bakeoff and tuned up the reality TV drama that I never cared about in reality TV shows in the first place. I was absolutely FINE not needing to know too much about the bakers' lives like that. And when they're pretty unlikable? Zero interest.

Did the end feel like a satisfying return on all that time building up character plot lines? No. We started off with a body in the beginning, but then we don't get back to it until all these POVs started muddling the waters with their unnecessary shenanigans. I also felt like the story itself was still unresolved and rushed, and seriously, did I just read that ending? Because that ending didn't even feel remotely satisfying.

Should this be considered some kind of whodunnit with a set of distinct characters? No. Seriously. SERIOUSLY. Knives Out is a whodunnit. The Glass Onion is a whodunnit. Every frigging iteration of Clue and most all of Agatha Christie's books are whodunnits. WITH ENGAGING, LIKABLE CHARACTERS. At this point in my rant I am also now feeling robbed of my time. I hate it here.

Did this audiobook just become one of my hate listens of the year? Well yes. The only reason there's one star here is because the food descriptions were good. Otherwise it would have been a straight up 0.