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eekoeblintz 's review for:
The Silent Patient
by Alex Michaelides
funny
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Plot
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I had a truly fantastic time hate-reading this. this book is so unserious. some background: my husband is a mental health provider who works in inpatient settings and I have two psychology degrees and a studio art degree.
If you want to read the internal monologue of a narcicistic abelist sexist man [theo] who should absoluetly never work in metal health but, despite his fellon-level creep behavior, inexplicably still holds a clinical licence this is your book. Just imagine holden caulfield (sp. catcher in the rye kid) grew up to be a psychothetapist (or whatever) and also the book was written by an 18 year old boy for his intro to creative writting class.
I honestly thought this was set in like 1910 because mental illness, therapy, and psychiatric care are so inconsistently and unrealistically portrayed. But then, theo`s cell phone rang and i fully closed the book to google the time period. turns out the cell phone wasn't a creative anacronysm. If you read this, i promise you will feel like you`ve smoked too much of the weed Theo claims to be "adicted" to. I honestly felt like i was going to become the reverse oprah of credentialing by the end of this book. "you loose a licence, and you loose a licence, and you..."
The most clinically infuriating part was Alecia had a totally believable presentation of psycosis with negative symptoms until she met Theo and then any semblence of diagnostic cogency was abruptly abandonded in favor of actually impossible behavior. Also at one point the psychiatrist calls her "a borderline". first of all, sir, no person with BPD has ever behaved this way, second "a borderline"? straight to jail.
the art stuff is as criminally incorrect as the psych content.
on a more general noteļ¼
Women are only accessories to men in this book. I cant recall one interaction between two women other than an assult between two psych patients because one said that the other (alecia) had a crush on our soon-to-be-unlicenced psychoanalyst, Theo. (and while were here, what even is this man's job? he's not a psychologist or psychoatrist or therapist. maybe he had a licence to begin with? it woulfd explaon a lot).
Actually, the most frusrating part may have been that the author inserted SA that was cliniclally incinsisent and narriatvely irrelevant.
the writing is comically bad. truly and deeply bad.
If you want to read the internal monologue of a narcicistic abelist sexist man [theo] who should absoluetly never work in metal health but, despite his fellon-level creep behavior, inexplicably still holds a clinical licence this is your book. Just imagine holden caulfield (sp. catcher in the rye kid) grew up to be a psychothetapist (or whatever) and also the book was written by an 18 year old boy for his intro to creative writting class.
I honestly thought this was set in like 1910 because mental illness, therapy, and psychiatric care are so inconsistently and unrealistically portrayed. But then, theo`s cell phone rang and i fully closed the book to google the time period. turns out the cell phone wasn't a creative anacronysm. If you read this, i promise you will feel like you`ve smoked too much of the weed Theo claims to be "adicted" to. I honestly felt like i was going to become the reverse oprah of credentialing by the end of this book. "you loose a licence, and you loose a licence, and you..."
The most clinically infuriating part was Alecia had a totally believable presentation of psycosis with negative symptoms until she met Theo and then any semblence of diagnostic cogency was abruptly abandonded in favor of actually impossible behavior. Also at one point the psychiatrist calls her "a borderline". first of all, sir, no person with BPD has ever behaved this way, second "a borderline"? straight to jail.
the art stuff is as criminally incorrect as the psych content.
on a more general noteļ¼
Women are only accessories to men in this book. I cant recall one interaction between two women other than an assult between two psych patients because one said that the other (alecia) had a crush on our soon-to-be-unlicenced psychoanalyst, Theo. (and while were here, what even is this man's job? he's not a psychologist or psychoatrist or therapist. maybe he had a licence to begin with? it woulfd explaon a lot).
Actually, the most frusrating part may have been that the author inserted SA that was cliniclally incinsisent and narriatvely irrelevant.
the writing is comically bad. truly and deeply bad.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Drug abuse, Drug use, Gun violence, Mental illness, Sexual assault, Suicide, Violence