This is a very heavy book. Oh, it's not that it deals with serious things seriously or anything like that, it's just a weight like being thrown into the sea tied to a millstone, a darkness unrelieved by anything more than a mildly clever turn of phrase. Some putatively charming sociopaths who think they're master criminals, except the only way they can think of to take what they want is to kill the people who have it. It's based on real people and events, because there are and have always been people like that, and I guess there's some value in telling some version of that story, but this is most of 375 pages in the first-person mind of one or another of the family of sociopaths at the novel's center, and after a while you just want it to end, you end up hoping they all die. (They don't, because there's no documentation.) Not a fun read, not a great novel.
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Episode Thirteen by Craig DiLouie
This is labeled as an epistolary novel, but that's not entirely right. There are entries that could not possibly have been written, fr...
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I read this book like thirty years ago (ack!) when I was in college, and I remembered liking it, and when my wife picked it as a classic-i...
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The cover text calls this something like "one of the most important novels" blah blah blah. It's not a novel, it's a disc...
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Not a novel, which ... well ... some of the events described in the book would stretch credulity in fiction. It's a book about the lie...
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