A smart, chilling look at women’s lives in the tradition of Single White Female, What My Best Friend Did by Lucy Dawson is an intricate story, taut and thrilling, that will keep readers guessing. The author of The Other Lover, Dawson explores what happens when female friendship takes a turn for the worse, in this masterwork of edgy suspense in the popular vein of Sophie Hannah, Elizabeth Brundage, and Pam Lewis.
In Dawson's disappointing sophomore effort (after His Other Lover), Alice, a freelance photographer living in London (she's 28 but seems closer to 13), becomes swept up in the world of her party girl client, Gretchen Bartholomew, a minor celebrity, and Gretchen's brother, Bailey, a captivating hunk with all the emotional complexity of a porn star. At best, Dawson's characters are uninteresting; at worst, they're mustache-twirling clich s of pure evil. The writing is overmodified ("She smiled and waved cheerily"; "I saw a tear unmistakably") and saddled with faux insights ("I just sat there wondering whether being evasive with the truth was the same thing as lying"). The story, ostensibly about a love triangle formed after an attempted suicide, takes so many detours into unnecessary shopping scenes or dialogue that restates what we already know, that it ends up making light of the subject. This is a gossip magazine in novel form, filled with shallow clich s. \n
Decent book up until the end where it just drops off into nowhere. I was so angry at the "ending" or lack thereof. I feel like I wasted my time and money on yet another potentially good book with a terrible finish.