Deliciously scary, the novel revolves around 15 year old
Annie, the daughter of a serial killer of children, as she is settling into
her new life living with psychologist Mike, his wife Saskia and daughter
Phoebe, with the pseudonym Milly. A competent misfit, Milly is bullied at
school and the tyranny doesn’t stop when she gets home, with jealous and
temperamental Phoebe exerting power over what is to her, a never ending line of
foster siblings. Land is cleverly suggestive, and does well not to be too graphic
as she drip feeds us information regarding her mother’s crimes, which increases
the tension and horror. Similarly, the unreliable narrator technique is
expertly deployed as she carefully and expertly explores the relationship
between mother and child, and what happens when that relationship is black,
perverse, dark and withered. It explores the genetic element in addition to
psychological – was Milly born bad, made bad, or bad at all? There is suggestive foreshadowing throughout, and
despite my history with friends as a serial ending spoiler, I am fiercely
protective of this one, and the book would be best enjoyed as a whole if you
are kept guessing. I changed my mind about Milly multiple times whilst reading
as Land dangles you between sympathy, love, despair and fear of the character.
Land’s literary voice is believable yet disconcerting. There
were a few plot holes that I am not sure reflect reality – the suggestion of
substance abuse being invisible to a psychologist, and the fact that a child
would be placed to live with her psychologist and blur those lines, but a
certain amount of poetic license must be granted. This book is undeniably a
gripping page turner; the whole story is intoxicating. Conversely, it could be
said that Milly’s account is disjointed in places and can be hard to follow at
times, with short and clipped sentences, however for me this merely added to
the frenetic energy that the book possessed. On the other hand, I found the
“teenage language” utilised at times a little contrived, and her relationship
with Morgan as tedious and unbelievable. Furthermore, I think it should be
considered the “chav” stereotype with the Morgan character, as an example of
the demonisation of the working classes, and I do believe her character and stereotypes
could be rethought.
I am reluctant to finish without stating that you absolutely
must read this book immediately. Although not a genre I would typically choose,
I have been forced to purchase multiple of these books to give to family and
friends, as I have not wanted to part with my copy – it is one of the best
books I have read for a very long time, to the extent that I wanted to re-read
as soon as I had finished. Despite the
aforementioned technique of Land drip feeding us very little information about
the past and her crimes in a suggestive rather than graphic fashion, I would
nonetheless not recommend this book to all audiences, as many would find this
aspect difficult reading.
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