A review by underdarkrivers
A Fatal Inversion by Barbara Vine

1.0

Just... no

Okay, okay, I'll say something more, more than half a year later... I can tell you that this book, even though I like to inflict pain on myself by reading awful books, still haunts me. I will never EVER get the time back that I spent on the main character going: *2 pages long description on how everything looks* ''Grass... It's a funny word, you didn't forget I like words, right? I only mentioned it 10 pages ago for the 50th time. Grass is a funny word, g-r-a-s-s, funny how we pronounce it etc. etc.'' For an ENTIRE damn book. The ending was one of the least satisfying things I've ever read. This is the OTHER side of psychological thrillers, instead of shock-factor turned up to max, nothing happens for like, 400 pages and the resolution presents itself in the last 10.

Sorry for the rant, I just can't get over it. It will be the demon that haunts me. It will be the nail in my coffin. It will always be in the back of my mind, gnawing at its seams. Not even to mention the pedophilia.