A review by lindam
Winter Games by Rachel Johnson

1.0

Oh dear ... dreadful. I kept reading to the end because I hoped for some redemption or enlightenment in the main contemporary character. But no, she remained as shallow as her minimalist brand-laden London flat. A literary visit to Germany in the 1930's that does nothing to stir or add insight to prejudices and stereotypes. Sorry I wasted a week reading it.