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A review by jonezeemcgee
The Girls by Emma Cline
4.0
4.5
A love poem to an adolescence gone astray. Emma Cline paints a pixilated portrait of a time in which adults and teens alike scrambled to find themselves amongst the rubble of a fallen security, and how when our guards are down the wrong people can say all the right things. As a once-upon-a-time-teen that held an obsession with hippie counterculture and the Manson family, I knew the second this book came out that it would be one I would want to read. I just didn't know I would enjoy it less for its portrail of its Mansonesque cult, and more for its story of a tenuous age when acceptance was the only true currency and how echoes of that still linger in the hallways of adulthood. There were many parts of the story that called for more meat and less bone. For that I rated it under a five star mark.
A love poem to an adolescence gone astray. Emma Cline paints a pixilated portrait of a time in which adults and teens alike scrambled to find themselves amongst the rubble of a fallen security, and how when our guards are down the wrong people can say all the right things. As a once-upon-a-time-teen that held an obsession with hippie counterculture and the Manson family, I knew the second this book came out that it would be one I would want to read. I just didn't know I would enjoy it less for its portrail of its Mansonesque cult, and more for its story of a tenuous age when acceptance was the only true currency and how echoes of that still linger in the hallways of adulthood. There were many parts of the story that called for more meat and less bone. For that I rated it under a five star mark.