![]() ![]() ![]() The people they encountered, the enigmas they attempted to decipher… the secrets, which often revealed themselves to be sour disappoints or shoddy ordinary events, doubled down on this theme – these things were dazzling and full of life. None of the three main characters were that compelling – but what drove them, what caught them up in the mystery, how they each were pulled in by it and changed – that was fascinating. In a way, this worked very well with the theme – that what we imagine, the stories we tell ourselves and are entertained by, reveal more of our true natures than our daily lives. Ironically, the characters are rather boring and cliche. I loved its rather ambiguous ending – What is true and what is myth? Extremely fast paced and moving quickly around the chess board – you’re never sure if you’re the pawn or the queen. It’s a terrific mystery, in my opinion, changing shape as it gets bigger. I was picking up pieces of a puzzle, hearing echoes, listening to rumors and letting my imagination run wild. I picked it up randomly from my TBR pile last night… and read it until 2AM, when I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer… then picked it right back up this morning. The pages were silky smooth, like quality printing paper. A heavy book, pages interspersed with journal articles, website screenshots, investigative notes, medical reports, and photographs. Night Film by Marisha Pessl was a compulsive read. ![]()
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