A review by pansy_ass
Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn

4.0

This book reads as though it’s been made sickly. Not in a weak way; in a fever-dream mania that disquiets you, concerns you. The characters feel infected and unhinged by it, too, of course, this toxic wrongness.

Which I love.

Flynn has the uncanny ability of fashioning living people from a bit of paper and a few pulses of ink. They feel solid and respiring, breathing down your neck as you pant onto the pages. It’s exquisite.

Really more of a 4.5 stars. I couldn’t give it 5 because the ending didn’t hit me like I wanted it to. Swung a bit too low to be a sucker punch.