A review by bmahaffy
Bodily Harm by Margaret Atwood

3.0

This story started out great - a miserable jerk who leaves her when she's down, an interesting docter, a mystery person with a rope, a hasty vacation. There were lots of stories to tell there. There were lots of stories to tell about the vacation island she ends up on. But they don't feel like they go anywhere.

I suspect there's some big meaning that I'm missing. But I didn't get it.

Clearly Atwood has grown as an author since this was written. She seemed to be just finding her legs with this book (although, I admit, The Edible Woman, which predates this one, was fantastic)