Review: Dark Places by Gillian Flynn

dark-places-cover-mainLibby Day was just seven years old when her older brother massacred her family while she hid in a cupboard. Her evidence helped put him away. Ever since then she has been drifting, surviving for over 20 years on the proceeds of the ‘Libby Day fund’. But now the money is running out and Libby is desperate. When she is offered $500 to do a guest appearance, she feels she has to accept. But this is no ordinary gathering. The Kill Club is a group of true-crime obsessives who share information on notorious murders, and they think her brother Ben is innocent.

Ben was a social misfit, ground down by the small-town farming community in which he lived. But he did have a girlfriend – a brooding heavy metal fan called Diondra. Through her, Ben became involved with drugs and the dark arts. When the town suddenly turned against him, his thoughts turned black. But was he capable of murder? Libby must delve into her family’s past to uncover the truth – no matter how painful…

Rating: 4.5 Stars | Thriller, Mystery, Crime



Flynn’s characters are never likable, if you’re looking for redeeming qualities, you’re not going to find them, and then you’ll end up hating them even more. I like this type of qualities in a thriller. This isn’t the greatest crime novel, but neither was Gone Girl, I believe she writes about characters, demented characters, whose actions often dictate the course of the novel. And this was what Dark Places was to me.

“The Days were a clan that mighta lived long
But Ben Day’s head got screwed on wrong
That boy craved dark Stan’s power
So he killed his family in one nasty hour

Little Michelle he strangled in the night
Then chopped up Debby: a bloody sight
Mother Patty he saved for last
Blew off her head with a shotgun blast

Baby Libby somehow survived
But to live through that ain’t much a life

-Schoolyard Thyme, circa 1985″

This wasn’t about the mystery, that was just the set up, mainly because it wasn’t that hard to figure out “who did it” this was a “how did it get to that” type of novel.

Of course I didn’t like everything. There were some moments where I sarcastically thought: oh, how convenient. The characters sometimes dwelt extensively and tediously on past experiences, in their respective chapters.

But I loved it, I want to see the movie. I want to read Sharp Objects and see if it’s as engrossing as Gone Girl and Dark Places.

About The Author2383

Gillian Flynn is an American author and television critic for Entertainment Weekly. She has so far written three novels, Sharp Objects, for which she won the 2007 Ian Fleming Steel Dagger for the best thriller; Dark Places; and her best-selling third novel Gone Girl.

Her book has received wide praise, including from authors such as Stephen King. The dark plot revolves around a serial killer in a Missouri town, and the reporter who has returned from Chicago to cover the event. Themes include dysfunctional families,violence and self-harm.

In 2007 the novel was shortlisted for the Mystery Writers of America Edgar for Best First Novel by an American Writer, Crime Writers’ Association Duncan Lawrie, CWA New Blood and Ian Fleming Steel Daggers, winning in the last two categories.

Flynn, who lives in Chicago, grew up in Kansas City, Missouri. She graduated at the University of Kansas, and qualified for a Master’s degree from Northwestern University.

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