…by Gillian Flynn.
Libby Day is in her early 30s and the only survivor from a massacre that wiped out her mother and 2 sisters 25 years ago. It was her testimony at age 7 that put her brother Ben Day behind bars for the murders. Libby is isolated. Loathes herself. Plays the victim and lives off the money that was donated by well-wishers over the years. Except now, 25 years on, people have moved on. She encounters The Kill Club who are a group of people obsessed with murders and whodunits. And they present Libby with something she never thought of before. That her brother Ben may not be guilty of the crimes after all and was wrongfully convicted. Libby now has to get off her arse to figure out what really happened.
The book alternates from the present day to the day of the killings in 1985 thereby giving the reader an insight into what Libby herself might not remember. It all builds up to the climactic ending which tells you whether or not Ben Day was guilty of the murder of his mother and sisters.
When I started the book, I must admit I didn’t like Libby. She was not remotely a likeable character. And I wondered how I’d get through the book without liking the protagonist. However, as the book moved on, you could start to see why Libby was the way she presented. And I felt sorry for her while at the same time wanting to smack her to get a grip on things. I thought she developed quite well though without being too unrealistic. The mystery and suspense were great and the alternating between past and present kept you on the edge of your seat throughout the book. I’ve said it before with other books I’ve reviewed of Gillian Flynn and I’ll say it again — she’s pretty good at getting into the psyche of her characters and their nuances. I love how dysfunctional her characters are because at the end of the day, we are all screwed up and I think that’s how this book stays true to reality.
If you like fast-faced and intriguing psychological thrillers, you will like this one.
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