My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars
Published: June 12th, 2018
Recommended Age: 16+
Genres & Themes: Adult, Mystery, Crime, Family, Small Towns, Creepy, Psychological
Fresh from a brief stay at a psych hospital, reporter Camille Preaker faces a troubling assignment: she must return to her tiny hometown to cover the murders of two preteen girls. For years, Camille has hardly spoken to her neurotic, hypochondriac mother or to the half-sister she barely knows: a beautiful thirteen-year-old with an eerie grip on the town. Now, installed in her old bedroom in her family’s Victorian mansion, Camille finds herself identifying with the young victims—a bit too strongly. Dogged by her own demons, she must unravel the psychological puzzle of her own past if she wants to get the story—and survive this homecoming.
I’ll be honest, I was scared to read this book.
It gave me horror vibes, and because I do not read horror – with very few exceptions on Halloween – I didn’t even want to think about reading this book.
But then an opportunity fell into my lap, and so here we are.
Turns out, it’s not scary. But it is quite disturbing. I can’t wait to watch the series with Amy Adams. It has got to be pretty captivating and I am curious to meet all of these characters on screen, perhaps they will be far more dimensionalized. July can’t come soon enough!
This is the story of Camille, a journalist who was sent to her hometown to report on the murder of a young girl and how it relates to the previous murder committed. Camille, whose own sister died when she was young, can’t help but relate to the cases and question her own past.
Gillian Flynn’s writing is one to get used to. It took me a few chapters to become invested in the story and characters – more specifically, the heroine herself – but it managed to keep me on the edge of my seat and mystify me with its quiet, almost whimsical, atmosphere.
You think your family is dysfunctional… and then you are introduced to Camille’s and suddenly you thank the skies that your own mother and sister are not so damn creepy. Personally, if I were to sleep in the same house as them, I would hide a knife under my pillow. No wonder Camille was reluctant to go back home. Everyone in that house is in need of some therapy.
As a mystery novel, this does not shine. Yes, it kept me guessing and interested, but that’s because I was fascinated with Camille’s family, not the murder case per se. So as a family-focused and psychological story, this is well enough done, but maybe stay away for now if you’re not in the mood for slow and short.
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