Book review: Carrie Soto is Back (Taylor Jenkins Reid)
Premise: After holding the record of most-won Slam titles, Carrie Soto comes out of retirement to reclaim her title from brutal, but stunning, player Nicky Chan after the 1994 US open. Now at thirty-seven, Carrie must adapt and relearn her strategies if she wishes to come out on top. And if that means working with her father, a former champion himself, as well as the man she almost opened her heart to, then so be it. All in the name of winning. 🎾🏆
After reading Malibu Rising, I was left yearning for more. Especially after Carrie's cameo about three quarters into the book, which had me scrambling to find a copy of CSIB to continue the Reidverse. Aaaand...it wasn't bad. It didn't blow me away, but it also wasn't a complete let-down.
While extremely heavy-handed, it accomplishes what it's set out to do: give you a reason to root for this egotistical tennis-obsessed woman. And it mostly achieves that.
What I liked: I LOVE me a good sports book (I'm looking at you The Favorites and Heated Rivalry); and for what it's worth, CSIB delivers in getting the reader psyched up for the incoming competitions, the countdown, and how you almost feel you're in the arena with these characters - it's what kept me intrigued, despite the characters. The transcripts made the book feel more alive, especially since we spent so much time in Carrie's POV; it felt nice to just zoom out and take a breather before the next major event.
As previously mentioned, the message of the book is clear, and it did make me tear up at certain points - coming from a sore loser, who also has a hard time coming to terms that I can't be the best at everything. Sometimes you just need a good reminder that even showing up, trying, and losing is part of the experience.
What I didn't like: while the plot was quick and straight-to-the point, it gave me no time to fully connect with Carrie's character. Sure, the point is to establish her as an athlete that finds it hard to comprehend anything outside of her love for tennis, but even when she slowly evolves from her one-dimensional character, it felt flat.
Because we spend so much time reading about her being badass cold bitch, I expected there to be a moment where she just…breaks - sobbing, screaming, a full-body tantrum - given how she was brought up to only be the best and any expression of sadness or anger is seen as a "tantrum", but the closest we get to that is when she mourns her father, but even that is over before it even started.
Her relationship with Bowe was also a hit-or-miss for me. While it tried to be a slow-burn between two tennis stars, it just came across as Bowe trailing behind Carrie like a dog, even after she'd rejected him MORE THAN ONCE, and was a bitch to him for no reason. Even if they'd just remain friends in the end, the outcome would've probably been the same. Fuck romance, give Carrie some friends, the woman needs a broader social circle.
Overall, while I was entertained throughout most of the book, the heavy-handedness and lack of dimension within the characters tampered my enjoyment a couple of times. I guess I should've known better than to expect a Malibu Rising 2.0. And maybe in another universe, Carrie and Nicky did pull a 'secret lovers but public enemies' at the end; you cannot convince me The Illiad line wasn't a nudge to what we could've had instead of Bowe (if you've read The Song of Achilles, you know what I mean). Sigh.