Amanda Lester is tired of hearing about the great Sherlock Holmes. Even though it ran in her family, she had no desire to be a detective like her father and grandfather. At 12, she wanted to be a filmmaker. With the deadline for the film festival awards, she had no idea what kind of movie to make.
With a great knowledge of movies, Amanda was a smart, inquisitive kid. But she could be bossy at times, which made it harder to find people to work with. She also had a sweet tooth and was considered a “good eater.” (Basically, she was fat.)
At her parents’ request, she is enrolled in detective school. What? She doesn’t want to go to some filthy school in London; she wants to make movies. Her parents were just trying to squeeze the creativity out of her.
The special school had strict rules. No snacking? Amanda was going to die.
Story was youthful and quirky, but I thought it was a bit weird. School was basically a Hogwartz for detective Harry Potters. The writing was smart, but it was also too smart at times—almost condescending and annoying. An okay YA read though.
My rating: 3 stars