the woman in the window
I've been avoiding much of anything about this debut to avoid spoilers, so it wasn't until now that I've just discovered that Finn is, in fact, a major editor at a major publishing house.
No surprise there.
This was just so much damn fun. It's been a while since I'd read one of those books that I'm always anxious to return to, always spending longer with it than I planned, so anxious about how it will all play out. It arrives with a blurb by Flynn, which is respectable to me. I enjoyed The Woman on the Train, which you will inevitably find comparisons to and Gone Girl as well but I've been reading Flynn since before Gone. They're fair comparisons.
We've an unreliable narrator; an agoraphobic and alcoholic narrator. I've complained before about using alcoholism as a stock baseline for unreliable protagonists - particularly women. However, I acquiesce in this instance that I'm mostly accepting of this trait as an explanation for her response to her current life. She also loves old black and white movies - they remind her of happier times with her husband, from whom she's been forced to separate - and, just like in Rear Window, she both spies on her neighbors and subsequently witnesses the murder of one.
Or did she?
Claustrophobic, thrilling, disturbing, dark, thoroughly engaging. As I said, so much fun. Will absolutely be immediately picking up whatever comes next from Finn.
As an aside, if you're a reader like me who just dies over textural dust jackets, you'll love this one!