Since
Gillian Flynn's Gone Girl was the best novel I read last year, I thought I
would try her two previous books, Sharp Objects and Dark Places.
Talk
about dark, DARK mysteries/thrillers. Sharp Objects is about a depressed,
mentally ill reporter who is forced to go back to her small Missouri hometown
to cover a recent murder. She interacts with her family, one of the world’s
most dysfunctional, and uncovers secrets that no one wants to see the light of
day. The story is incredibly downbeat, with child murder and other sick stuff.
When the story wraps up with some sense of optimism, the author can’t stand it
and throws in one final gut-punch twist that makes the reader want to slit
their wrists. While a well-written debut novel, it is not for the faint of
heart and some passages are tough to read, even for my iron stomach.
Dark
Places goes some rather ... dark places, if you will. A (again) depressed
woman’s family was slaughtered in her Kansas farmhouse when she was eight. She
managed to escape into the woods. She testified against her brother for the
crime and he is in jail for life. Now in her 30s, a pack of murder groupies has
convinced her to look into the crime and see if he really did it. More than her
other novels (and that’s saying something), Dark Places is populated by some of
the most damaged people I’ve ever encountered. All characters suffer empty,
awful lives of murder, depression and drudgery, with their only hope being a
bitter and unfulfilled future. Although the mystery is resolved in a satisfying
manner (relying on unlikely coincidences that stretch credibility to the
breaking point), the reader is left with an acid feeling in the back of their
throat. This book is well-written with a great sense of thrills and pacing, but
I wanted to take a shower at the end. Time to read about Middle East politics
to get a sense of positive optimism.
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