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- Listening Length: 19 hours and 59 minutes
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- Version: Unabridged
- Publisher: Blackstone Audio, Inc.
- Audible.com Release Date: September 29, 2015
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- Language: English
- ASIN: B0149GV4KU
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However, recently I was sent an ARC of Pretty Girls, a book that promised a deep mystery about a serial killer. I don’t know why, but I fell for it. One lazy afternoon, I curled up with it. At first, the premise was intriguing. A father of a missing daughter is writing a long letter to her, to let her know what she missed while absent. Not knowing whether she was dead or alive, he persisted. From that we see the rest of the family and how they reacted to the loss. Two remaining daughters go in different directions, forever marked from the loss and the constant wondering about her whereabouts.
The sisters, Claire and Lydia, are as different as possible. One tough and able, moving forward despite addiction issues and violence. The other, simply checking out of life to let her amazing husband make all decisions for her and spending her time as a socialite. Both women still seethe with rage but keep it hidden.
Now, stop if you are wary of spoilers. I won’t be too specific, but I will try and explain why this is one of the most appalling books I’ve ever read. Instead of giving up, I had to continue reading to see if it was truly as awful as I imagined. It was.
After Claire’s husband dies, her life unravels quickly, and it’s discovered that her husband was not as he seemed. She handles this by falling apart, finally reaching out to her distant sister Lydia (found urinating on his grave) to help her figure out what to do. From here the novel dissolves into a violence-soaked whodunit wherein both sisters fight and argue while at the same time trying to solve the problem and see if they can find their lost sister too. Improbability becomes the underlying theme.
Claire is an especially bizarre character: smart but without a shred of emotion (except tennis-invoked rage). She’s benign and boring, and her existence is pinned to her outrageous beauty. She’s unsympathetic and spoiled. Her beauty is mentioned endlessly, as Lydia's chubby body is as well. I'll get back to this, it's important!
What ensues next is an urgently-paced effort to find the killer, one who rapes women with machetes and uses waterboarding as torture with his own urine. Yes, you read that right. Branding, dismembering, burning skin: ho hum. It becomes so common, nearly every page, that one stops being shocked. And that’s what disturbed me the most. I felt sick, like I was contributing to such violence just by reading this. Was it giving potential serial killers ideas? Was this misogyny intended to make us reflect on the wonderful sisterhood that tries to rid the planet of the monster? Or reflect simply on horrifying images?
Did the female author find it necessary to use this to fuel our interest? To show that women are most often the victims of violent crime? Maybe she had a message, but it’s lost in the violence itself.
One thing I noted was that nearly all the women in the story face such brutality. They are graphically described by their body parts, what happens to them, and inventive ways to torture them. They are literally in pieces. Unlike anything you think you’ve seen on Forensic Files or any number of horror films. And they are categorized with generic labels: either beautiful, or fat, or well-dressed, or frumpy, or rich, or poor. No further explanation or revelation. Labels. From a female author, that was a surprise.
And yet, the men. The men in the story remain fully functional. Their bodies are not chipped away at. They are not described in such helpless positions with no way of escape. They remain whole, despite a whole bunch of women hanging from cattle hooks, disemboweled, and violated. In fact, the only real comment the author makes about the men in the novel is a strange obsession with their mustaches, commenting on nearly every single one. And they are not given superficial labels.
Of course, this “mystery” is of the “no one can be trusted” variety and yet very little makes it where you care. As it appears, beyond the suspension of disbelief, is that everyone is a criminal. It’s too vast a conspiracy with little explanation for how it began. Events in the first part are never tied to latter parts. Motive is what appears to be lacking.
The author then tries to solve it and tie it up in a few last improbable chapters that are actually laughable. The sisters try and save each in other in a last ditch effort at unity but are so dazzlingly naïve that you want to smack them yourself. It is refreshing that the problem is solved by two women rather than the inevitable bored male detective who usually comes in to save the day. But that's not enough to salvage this gory mess.
And of course, everyone lives happily ever after.
I’m off mystery novels like this now for a good long time, if not forever. A violent world surrounds us, so sinking into this sewer of ugliness is not going to make anyone feel good. Except perhaps a serial killer who is bored and looking to up his game (for which this may serve as a "how to" manual. It’s that awful. I don’t know how popular this author is, probably very, but in my small little voice I have to say what she’s written is disturbing and hateful and as misogynistic as anyone could be accused of being. She’s not done a service for women by creating characters that solve crime, she’s created women that are eternal victims, who even in their victory are disappointing and weak. That itself is a crime.
The author's last name? Slaughter. Go figure that one out. If it's a pseudonym, I can't imagine a more apt one.
Thanks, but no thanks, to Century Publishers for the Review Copy.
I found it interesting that many of the reviews for this book are of the extreme. Some readers loved the book and couldn't get enough while others just couldn't stomach it because of the horrific crimes against the women in the story. To me, it read like some perverse headline that we've see on the news. One of those headlines where until that moment, one would have thought, something like "that" could never happen in real life. Think about the first time you heard the name Jeffrey Dahmer or John Wayne Gacy. Until those moments, who would have thought one human being could do such torturous things to another. Unfortunately, like the saying goes, truth is stranger than fiction; but fortunately, for Julia and her sisters, their story is fiction.
Over 20 years have passed since the disappearance of Julia- at the time, a vibrant teen full of life. Since then her estranged sisters, Claire and Lydia, have gone on with their very different and separate lives. When Claire's husband is suddenly murdered, Lydia feels compelled to show up at the cemetery. This is the beginning of a journey neither Claire nor Lydia ever expected. They set out to find the truth and get revenge. On their way, they learn about justice, forgiveness, and family.
Pretty Girls by Karin Slaughter is a novel filled interesting characters, chilling details, and twists and turns that kept me turning the pages.