Rating: 4.7/5

Pages: 254

Audience: Adults

Sometimes the best reads are the ones that confuse you. The stories that snatch you by the throat and pin you to the floor, pressing down on your windpipe more and more as the story unfolds in front of you. These are stories that demand you watch what happens next, even if you really, really don’t want to. Few stories command such brutal attention as Sharp Objects, by Gillian Flynn. The same gifted mind behind Gone Girl, this is her first published work and has been made into a mini series.

Fresh from a brief stay at a psych hospital, reporter Camille Preaker faces a troubling assignment: she must return to her tiny hometown to cover the murders of two preteen girls. For years, Camille has hardly spoken to her neurotic, hypochondriac mother or to the half-sister she barely knows: a beautiful thirteen-year-old with an eerie grip on the town.

“A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.” 

Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects

Sharp Objects is narrated by a damaged, less-than-pure woman who holds a similar cynical tone as Amy from Gone Girl, who offers dialogue as chilling as the plot. Camille is a less than perfect protagonist who you gingerly root for, and her mother is a cold, much too honest voice of spite in the novel. This book is not for the faint of heart! Many readers often say that they were disturbed after reading it, and they too felt like reaching for a sharp object. After finishing the novel myself the first time I can admit to the same alone, cold and damaged.

Damaged is a key word we must address when we talk about Flynn’s work. Flynn often show’s us what a truly damaged woman is like, and that is not something we are used to seeing in modern culture.Our women in media are damaged by loss, physical abuse, abandonment etc. But in Sharp Objects, there is no external ‘bad guy’ to blame, no terribly dubious man that has ruined our beautiful women. Instead, we see Camille damaged by her mother, and herself. A running motif in the novel is broken women and how they are “consumed” by their illnesses, and this is a refreshingly chilling narrative to follow.

“I just think some women aren’t made to be mothers. And some women aren’t made to be daughters.” 

Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects

Sharp Objects is a book for those who are willing to be choked. Those of you who are willing to utterly hate and be in awe of a story that spins itself in circles around you.


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