A review by heathercide
Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood

5.0

This might be my favorite Atwood book, though it’s been forever since I’ve read The Handmaid’s Tale. It hit all the right notes for me: a story about storytelling, an incredibly compelling female protagonist/narrator (though the male narrator was a little bit like Jimmy in Oryx and Crake: more than a little gross, especially in certain attitudes and behaviors towards women, but somehow you root for him anyway), lovely, quiet, vivid imagery and prose. There were so many passages where I wished I had a highlighter to make note of it, and I rarely annotated anything in college (bad English major, I know). I don’t typically find murder mysteries interesting—which this is, in a sense—but I liked this one quite a lot, probably because it’s less focused on the murder itself but on the remembering of it.

I’m so happy this has been adapted into a miniseries on Netflix. I know what I’m doing over the next few days.