alright. i finished the book late last night and... i'm not really certain how to format my thoughts. so much happens. the plot unfolds. of course there's a fucking sex dungeon. let's just go through what all happens and get to the review part of the review.

SPOILERS INSIDE )

honestly, i'm not sure how i feel about this novel. i feel like it was written more for the sex and intrigue than it was written to be, like, a satisfying mystery novel. there are moments where the rigid adherence to first person narration does less for the tone and pacing than third person narration would accomplish. the secret, last-minute swap around makes it.... too clean, too trite of a resolution. suddenly the one who's dead this whole time was a man that no one could stand to be around anyway? then what was the point of making it seem like it was ben the whole time? ben, whom everyone looked at with rose-tinted lenses. half the time jacques isn't even MENTIONED, let alone admired. the snippets we do get of him are disjointed, ugly vignettes of what power and money do for a man who's determined to rule with an iron fist. there's no love lost on that man's death; there was no love gained on his integration in the story. were it not for how the story is written to incorporate him at the very end, it would make no difference if he were absent throughout. no, rather, he IS absent throughout and the characters make significant effort to assure the reader that yes, this is normal. jacques is frequently absent, and the loneliness the other characters feel when he is absent is part of their everyday lives. so now he's dead. so what?

i wish the story had been more contained inside the house. there were so many different reasons that each resident should wish for ben's demise that any number of them trying, in their turns, to destroy him would have made for a more compelling ending. i truly don't feel like ben and jess should have been rewarded for how invasively they entered this family's life and how disruptively they transgressed in those spaces. and i honestly would have been fine without the entire investigation into the club. like yeah, the club was a sinister, dire place and i guess it deserved to be shut down for what it was doing to the girls that worked there. but it was intended, positionally, to contribute to jacques' overall character. and he was simply so untouched by the narrative-- hell, the destruction of his club didn't even affect him because he was already dead!-- that he entered and exited without really leaving a mark.

i don't know. i wish the servants' staircase and the dumbwaiter had been more incorporated into the plot. i wish it had been some kind of complicated "it was mimi's weapon wielded in sophie's hand after nick riled antoine up so much antoine baited sophie into acting" trajectory, where everyone was as involved as there was love lost between them and ben. it would have been... neat. tidy. not whatever the hell the rest of this book was.

anyway. i think my rating of the book overall is a 5 out of 11 now. there are so many other things that could have happened with the plot devices that had been established. and what we got instead was a sex dungeon.
well then. this 13 hour novel is definitely a strange one for sure. it reminds me a lot of everything i never told you by celeste ng (god, what a beautiful novel) but without a lot of the emotional gut punches that that book is all about. for all that this book is written in a roving first person, delving first into one character's thoughts and then another, it's written to be strangely on-the-nose. "i felt an absurd prick of jealousy" is certainly a thing someone can say in retrospect, but it feels strange to hear a narrator say it in response to an action that has just occurred. a weird combination of first person, past tense, and... what to call it? an excess of self-awareness? every character in the book is so quick to acknowledge their flaws in a way that feels surreal and out of place.

even so, the novel does a really fantastic job of making you feel ill-at-ease. i'm waiting to see the big TWIST, where all the pieces fall into place. there was a pretty hefty one just a few chapters ago, but there's still a lot missing when it comes to the Mystery.

open me for a spoilery synopsis of the story so far )

but that's just it, with this novel. you think you know just enough to point the finger at the perpetrator, but you don't have quite enough evidence. you keep switching your target, as jess' unease with her surroundings and gut instinct to distrust everyone in her vicinity, brings in more and more inconclusive information. and jess doesn't know why she feels uneasy with everyone. but i think i do. i have to know for sure, though. i want to be able to figure it out with clarity-- not just everyone involved, but how it happened, what happened after, where ben ended up. because, despite learning plenty about the other residents of the apartment and their various impressions of ben over the months he spends living among them, we don't get the crucial information we need to make the pronouncement.

it's a strange way to build a relationship between the reader and jess. at many points, we know more than she does because she's hopping in at the conclusion of ben's story, when we were privy to the climax. and yet, on the points that she's pursuing, neither she nor we gain headway. and so we are made allies in our ignorance. jess is not a likeable character-- she snoops around more than she ought to and excuses it from past experience; she's restless and on edge and medicates her anxieties and tells herself she knows how stupid it is to get into danger right as she charges on in; and she chooses to trust people that it feels incredibly risky to trust at all. but even if i don't agree with her methods, she's certainly doing a great deal more than i am at learning secrets, even if she doesn't get flashbacks to her brother's perspective to fill in the gaps like i do. not the sort of thing i think i would do to write a mystery, but definitely effective.

though, on saying all of that, i realize that jess is remarkably holmes-esque in her knack for poking around where she's definitely not wanted. she just doesn't have a watson to smooth out her abrasiveness. i wonder how much that's intentional, the resemblance.

tl;dr i'm still on the fence about this book, but if the ending pulls through, it'll be a solid novel. here's hoping. for now, i'll go with 5 bears out of 9.

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