The Girls

This is some sort of review, so if you’re worried about spoilers I’d advise you to stop reading here and go do something else.

This book was pretty hyped in the media I consume. So much so that I was hesitant to read it, fully expecting to be disappointed. However, I eventually gave in and bought it, and now… I’ve read it.

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Evie is the narrator, and the book jumps between present time (not specified exactly when that is) and the 60:es, when she  was a teenager who happened to kind of join a Manson-like cult.

The jumping back and forth is done well and is actually not confusing, and the language is delightful. While Cline covers the leader-figure and explains his appeal, the main point of the story are – as the title shows – the girls and their relationships.

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“If you got mad, you were crazy, and if you didn’t react, you were a bitch. The only thing you could do was smile from the corner they’d backed you into.” – on being a (teenage) woman.

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There is no secret in the book, the “big event” is revealed straight from the start, and yet it’s so well written that it’s interesting until the end. Not due to cliffhangers or curiosity about who does what, just… to see what Evie actually went through as a teenage daughter of two divorced parents. .

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And one of my favorites: “How Linda must have believed, as beautiful people do, that there was a solution, that she would be saved.” (Also reminds me of that storyline in 30 rock where John Hamm is Tina Fey’s incredibly stupid – but pretty – boyfriend.)

If you want to read a proper review, I suggest the one from The New Yorker – here.

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