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Night Film
by Marisha Pessl
The truth is a wild, squirrelly thing; it can get slimy and morph into odd, terrible shapes that make it difficult, even impossible, to hold, yet it reaches deep inside and grabs ahold of you in such a way that you have no choice but to chase after it
Scott McGrath thought he knew the truth, about Cordova, about Ashley, about the world around him, and yet it al turned out to be a dark fiction, some shrouded fantasy thought up to distract him - a Night Film, if you will- from what is true.
I haven’t read much noir, but after finishing this book in a whirlwind few days, i have a new appreciation and, more importantly, a ravenous hunger for more.
Please read this book; it scared me, made me weep tears of joy AND sorrow and taught that whatever you think is accurate and real, there’s always another step, hidden just below where the lantern light gives out; keep going through and it can be more rewarding than anything you’ve ever known.
Scott McGrath thought he knew the truth, about Cordova, about Ashley, about the world around him, and yet it al turned out to be a dark fiction, some shrouded fantasy thought up to distract him - a Night Film, if you will- from what is true.
I haven’t read much noir, but after finishing this book in a whirlwind few days, i have a new appreciation and, more importantly, a ravenous hunger for more.
Please read this book; it scared me, made me weep tears of joy AND sorrow and taught that whatever you think is accurate and real, there’s always another step, hidden just below where the lantern light gives out; keep going through and it can be more rewarding than anything you’ve ever known.