The premise of a couple so in love that they couldn't love their own child was chilling and compelling. In probably the darkest and most twisted 'love' story I have ever read, Topolski does a fine job of excavating the damaged lives behind some of our most disturbing news stories. The antisemitism of Patricia Highsmith and Virginia Woolf has indelibly stained my experience of their work. It wasn't the subject matter, although there's not denying that's difficult, it was the writing style and the repeating structure: really the same brief story told over and over by different people. In fact, the Gutteridges are so wrapped up in each other that their neighbours barely know them, despite the woman next door's nosy curiosity.

Rather than the psychological depth or horror or insight I'd wanted to feel - and really believed I could feel in the earlier pages - there just seemed to be a new, disgusting horror on every single page. No missing or damaged pages, no creases or tears, no underlining or highlighting of text, and no writing in the margins. If you liked We Need to Talk About Kevin you’ll love this’ Harper’s Bazaar’A chilling love story with a twist as compelling as it is disturbing’ ElleCarol Topolski is a psychoanalytic psychotherapist.Sherilyn and Brendan seem like the perfect couple – a bit detached from everyone else, a bit distant, but obviously in love and at home with each other. They painted the outside of their house as soon as they moved in, and had the front and back gardens done by professional gardeners.

As another reviewer said it is a bit like watching a train wreck, I kept wanting to look away but couldn't. However by the time the full horror of events is revealed, I actually felt quite nauseous and wanted to take a shower.

Ciudat este faptul că, deși Linda si Brandon sunt niste personaje ordinare, pe care n ar trebui sa le placi, eu nu le am urat. Monsters” was incited by a confrontation with the monster lurking in her own artistic canon, the disgraced auteur Roman Polanski, whose films she worshipped. They did, nevertheless, feel like real characters, with control freak tendencies, strange character quirks, and opinions in between the torture/the murder. Ten years later, in 1989, Davis published an autobiography in which he openly admitted to violently abusing more than one woman. Creating a growing portfolio of beautifully imagined children’s stories, an award-winning card and gift empire and a smorgasbord of delicate etchings, silk-screens and hand-printed poems, Rachel brings her own unique sunshine to the very young and the slightly older alike.