A review by savaging
The Secret History by Donna Tartt

2.0

Sometimes I wonder if incredibly talented women writers sometimes want to show they are 'serious' -- not girl-lady-writers for girl-ladies -- and so they deliberately write books that fail to pass the Bechdel test and are so ruthlessly 'unsentimental' that each character is unloveable.

Tartt is a very skilled writer, and also I was so sick of these selfish cold humans and their endless rounds of exploiting each other and waking up hung-over.

Maybe I just need to get back to my lady-girl books.

(p.s. If you're the one who left this book behind in an Arizona non-profit's truck, then I thank you because I was desperate for a novel at that juncture. Also I apologize, because I already gave your copy to a Utah thrift store).