As much as I would like to pretend otherwise, I get the appeal from this book. It is good at what it does, but what it does is not good. Was it entertaining? Yes. Was I invested in the ending? Also yes. Did reading it make me a better person? Alas, no. My personal views on the distinction between fiction and other art forms of art is that while all art forms should be an occasion for insight, fiction should include a moral lesson. This novel exists only for entertainment, but it’s an entertainment that leaves you feeling unsettled and a little guilty just for witnessing such sordid affairs.
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