Final Girls by Riley Sager
My rating: 4/5 cats
LOOK AT ME! I’M THE FINAL GIRL OF READING THIS BOOK!
oh, man—i’m so late to the riley sager party that he’s already written three other books, and i’m over here with my pantyhose drooping ‘round my ankles, muttering TO NO ONE about how i thought Final Girls was a pretty fun debut thriller, but i won’t tell you how it ends no matter how much you beg, because it gets right twisty thereabouts, and how in MY day, no one knew whether riley sager was a man or a woman, can you believe that? &why, back then, did you know there were actually several male authors pretending to be ladies, or being coy about disclosing one way or t’other because of the industry, you see, and the demographics, and you guys are all WE KNOW GRANDMA, JEEEEEZ STOP LIVING IN 2017 as i’m shuttled back to the facility, shaking my tiny fist in the air as kleenex and werthers rain out of my ill-fitting cardigan.
in conclusion,
he
loves
big
fonts
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