“It’s cold in here,” she said.
“I know. I’m freezing,” I said.
“But you’re sick,” she said. “I’m just dead.”
“You’re dead?” I said.
“You already knew that,” she said.
“I am seriously sick,” I said. “Is this really happening?”
“This is really happening,” she said.
Once she said that, a lot of things seemed settled.
and what exactly, is settled?? well, that this epistolary retelling of The Turn of the Screw will lose a lot of the nuance of its source material, for one, and that while it isn’t really as bad as everyone says it is, it is definitely skewing towards the younger end of the teen age range, and doesn’t really appeal to an adult audience at all, even though adults are the only readers likely to have also read henry james, so who exactly is this for?
dunno, but it opens with an evil bird, and then it has precocious children and annoying teenagers writing info-dump letters.
so kind of a non-starter for me.
but not terrible.