Last year, I started getting into psychological thrillers like Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train. They’re fun and interesting, and I love the twists and turns. So when I read the synopsis for Matt Marinovich’s The Winter Girl, I was immediately on board.
Scott and his wife Elise are spending the winter at her father’s home in the Hamptons. Elise’s father, Victor, is a terminally-ill patient at a nearby hospital, and they’ve come to be near him as they await the inevitable. Their routine is anything but happy – Elise spends days with her father, and Scott spends his time pretending to work and slowly making his way through Victor’s stash of alcohol. Then he starts to notice something interesting: the lights in the house next door turn off ever night at precisely eleven pm. Soon, he starts to obsess over the light. Enough to break into the house he has determined is empty. And when he gets Elise to break in with him, in an effort to rekindle their dying marriage, they enter a spiral of bad decisions, violence, and shocking revelations.
I did not like this book. From the first page, I knew the writing style wasn’t for me. It’s shockingly bland for a thriller. I couldn’t make myself care about, or even like, any of the characters. And the violence in this novel felt gratuitous and designed for shock value rather than actual storytelling. I will say, it did surprise me a bit, but I just couldn’t get past the writing, and ended up skimming most of this book.
I can’t say I recommend this one, but if you’re a big fan of psychological thrillers, you might want to give it a shot.
This book was provided to me by the publisher and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.