A review of this — 3 years ago
This book is disturbingly realistic. Through the screen of teenage, doe-eyed boys comes a hazy recollection of idyllic suburbia, disrupted by tragedy. The girls are elevated to an almost mythological status. Having nearly lived this story through the suicidal tendencies of my graduating class — thankfully, no one succeeded —I think that Eugenides captures the pointlessness, the rubber-necking, and the onlookers’ attitudes with careful attention to both suspense/drama and truth.





















