Anonymous wrote:Might be the worst book I've ever read, and I am in my fifties and I was an English major, so that's a lot of books.
The language is stilted and pretentious. This guy knows NOTHING about mother-daughter relationships, or women's friendships and the plot and dialogue shows that.
And finally, I am sick of sexual assault being used as a plot to device to reveal some man's character or lack thereof.
This and the immediate PP's post are good descriptions of how I felt too. I didn't find the writing fascinating at all. Sure, like one of the PPs said, it's complex. But complex does not mean well done in this case. This was a slog. This is the sort of book that critics praise because they feel like praising something so faux pretentious makes them a part of an elite club. I'm not a beach reads kind of reader either, but this is the sort of book that thinks being esoteric automatically makes it refined.