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Secluded Cabin Sleeps Six
by Lisa Unger
As soon as Chekov’s DNA test showed up under the Christmas tree in the prologue, I had a pretty clear idea of what DARK SECRET it was going to reveal. But credit for taking some extremely zany turns to get there.
Edited three days later: OK, I actually woke up angry about this book and the hamfisted way it tries to address women's culpability in covering for men. If you want a thriller with a more nuanced take on the same issues, go with Joshilyn Jackson's Mother May I, because that book is about a woman who a) learns her husband did something shitty in the past, but it's the specific type of shitty we made a lot of concessions for in the '90s and early '00s, and b) has to reckon with both how that changes someone she knows as a genuinely good man, and what it says about her reaction to similar events in her own past. It's thoughtful and careful, and a realistic portrayal of the sort of coming-to-terms with our own inadvertent complicity that many of us have to do at some point in our lives.
The nitwits in this book? [spoiler]They covered up a violent rape for a shitty person; someone who routinely abused one of them and who had KILLED A CAT. And this isn't someone who did har-har frat boy antics in his youth and then became a good guy -- this is a guy who STAYED SHITTY. This is a guy who serially prayed on women at work, launched a pedophile website in the guise of a video game, and according to the book, raped one of the two women who covered for him on at least one occasion. And after he's exposed as a cheating, lying, embezzling, pedo-enabler rapist, his dumbshit Zen master wife stands by him. [/spoiler] This is not inadvertent complicity; this is accessory to all this jackass's crimes. Trina was right about these idiots.
Edited three days later: OK, I actually woke up angry about this book and the hamfisted way it tries to address women's culpability in covering for men. If you want a thriller with a more nuanced take on the same issues, go with Joshilyn Jackson's Mother May I, because that book is about a woman who a) learns her husband did something shitty in the past, but it's the specific type of shitty we made a lot of concessions for in the '90s and early '00s, and b) has to reckon with both how that changes someone she knows as a genuinely good man, and what it says about her reaction to similar events in her own past. It's thoughtful and careful, and a realistic portrayal of the sort of coming-to-terms with our own inadvertent complicity that many of us have to do at some point in our lives.
The nitwits in this book? [spoiler]They covered up a violent rape for a shitty person; someone who routinely abused one of them and who had KILLED A CAT. And this isn't someone who did har-har frat boy antics in his youth and then became a good guy -- this is a guy who STAYED SHITTY. This is a guy who serially prayed on women at work, launched a pedophile website in the guise of a video game, and according to the book, raped one of the two women who covered for him on at least one occasion. And after he's exposed as a cheating, lying, embezzling, pedo-enabler rapist, his dumbshit Zen master wife stands by him. [/spoiler] This is not inadvertent complicity; this is accessory to all this jackass's crimes. Trina was right about these idiots.