Description from goodreads:
On a damp October night, 24-year-old Ashley Cordova is found dead in an abandoned warehouse in lower Manhattan. Though her death is ruled a suicide, veteran investigative journalist Scott McGrath suspects otherwise. As he probes the strange circumstances surrounding Ashley’s life and death, McGrath comes face-to-face with the legacy of her father: the legendary, reclusive cult-horror film director Stanislaus Cordova–a man who hasn’t been seen in public for more than thirty years.
For McGrath, another death connected to this seemingly cursed family dynasty seems more than just a coincidence. Though much has been written about Cordova’s dark and unsettling films, very little is known about the man himself.
Driven by revenge, curiosity, and a need for the truth, McGrath, with the aid of two strangers, is drawn deeper and deeper into Cordova’s eerie, hypnotic world. The last time he got close to exposing the director, McGrath lost his marriage and his career. This time he might lose even more.
This. BOOK! Oh my gosh you guys, this one is a ride. I read this one for Tome Topple last month, and even with NaNoWriMo happening, I read it in about two and a half days. It’s a 640 page book, and I devoured it.
First, let’s talk about the format of this book. It’s a little similar to Everything Must Go, the Illuminae Files books, and House of Leaves in that it has more than just text, or even illustrations. There are web pages, articles, photographs, etc., and it really adds something to the story. (I also listened to this one, but kept my physical copy handy for referencing those pages.) Also, my copy has a thing at the end of the book where you can access bonus content online!
If all mysteries kept me on the edge of my seat, not knowing what to expect next, not knowing who to suspect, and were just this damn trippy at times, I would probably read way more of them.
I really don’t know what to say about this book without spoilers, and I honestly think it’s better going into it not knowing much about it. I didn’t even re-read the synopsis before I started it, so I could read it with fresh eyes and no preconceived notions (I think I remembered something about a journalist, and some reclusive film dude, and that was all).
From the beginning, it’s so good! So good! I barely managed to remember to write while I was reading this because I didn’t want to put it down. There are so many twists, so many wheels within wheels. I loved it. I absolutely loved every “WTF?!” moment of it.
I didn’t get super attached to the characters, which is weird for me and a book I loved, but I’m fine with it. I feel weird about calling this a plot-driven novel, because characters are kind of the main focus, but I’m pretty sure that’s what this is. Kind of. I don’t know, oh my gosh. Ok, both are important and drive the story forward.
Anyway… I freaking loved this book and I can not wait to read more from Marisha Pessl ASAP, and I highly recommend this one if you like mysteries.