People don’t need to know you’re a murderer. They just have to think you could be… June 1980: 17-year-old Kelly Lund is jailed for killing Hollywood film director, John McFadden Thirty years later, Kelly is a free woman. Yet speculation still swirls over what really happened that night. And when her father-in law, and close friend of McFadden is found dead – shot through the head at point-blank range – there can only be one suspect. But this time Kelly has some high-profile friends who believe she’s innocent of both crimes. But is she?
Out of all the books I’ve recently read, I’d say What Remains of Me is the most “typical Annie”. It’s not only because it revolved around actors and Hollywood, but because it featured a great mystery in the past, a new crime in the present and dual narratives that were incredibly gripping.
This is the story of Kelly Lund. In 1980, Kelly, who lost her twin when they were fifteen years old, made friends with free-spirited Bellamy and ended up shooting and killing famous film director John McFadden. 30 years later and five after she got out of prison, Sterling Marshall, Kelly’s father-in-law and John McFadden’s best friend, ends up dead at his home. But who killed him and why? Is it possible that Kelly did it again? Or maybe she didn’t kill either of them…
Kelly wasn’t a particularly likable main character, so in a way, this did remind me of Gillian Flynn’s novels: dark, gritty and addictive. The flashbacks were super intriguing -I’m always a fan of wild teen years- and the murder mystery was fantastic. While the reasons weren’t shocking (after all, this is Hollywood), there were plenty of twists and a little surprise I loved and didn’t expect at all.
What Remains of Me is the classic book I feel I could recommend to most of my fellow blogger friends, especially those who love a good mystery/psychological thriller. I’m pretty sure it’s one you could all enjoy and it was definitely one of my favorite books this month.
What I liked the most
There were so many great twists in this book! The last few chapters were simply unputdownable and I finished the novel feeling completely satisfied and wanting to let everyone know how much I enjoyed it. I also love how every detail got its closure.
What I didn’t like that much
My only “complaint” is that I didn’t like any of the characters (except for a minor one). I don’t think they were likable at all, but they weren’t evil in a fascinating way either, like in, for example, Gone Girl. I just didn’t like them. And while that doesn’t bother me much, you’re more likely to remember a great book if the characters stay with you.
What Remains Of Me is an enjoyable mystery and psychological thriller that offers all the ingredients to make it a compelling and clever read.
Arrow, 2016 – Netgalley