Night Film by Marisha Pessl
Oh, sweet baby Tom Cruise, this was a good a book. I’m not going to give you a rundown of what the book was about. The synopsis on the book does a good enough job of that without me messing it up. If you want me to do this for future books, please, feel free to tell me in the comments section.
Let’s start with what I did like about this book. Everything that happens not only serves the story but is interconnected. Everything is then neatly wrapped up at the end with a pretty little bow on top. The characters are well fleshed out. The protagonist comes off as a bit of a dick at first but as I got to know him and understand his motivations I was able to connect with him, and wanted to see him succeed. The story took me in all kinds of different places. It led me by the hand to a bunch of conclusions that may or may not be what happened. I want to go into more depth about this but there would be spoilers. I’m not going to go there. If you have read it, I would love to hear your thoughts on what happened during the book and after the curtain closed.
A fun little side note: The object of the protagonist’s obsession is a director named Cordova. He is a mysterious guy that claims to have a sensitivity to light that requires him to wear dark sunglasses at all times. I know a guy whose name is Cordova, and also claims to need sunglasses due to light sensitivity. Life is indeed stranger than fiction, or, in this case, just as strange.
On to what I didn’t like. Umm… give me a second here. I’m thinking. OK, I got nothing. Chalk it up to my inexperience writing reviews but I couldn’t find anything to complain about. The plot was tight, the writing was amazing, (without being all flowery and pretentious) and I just loved every minute of it.