brokentune
Written on Jan 3, 2016
It appears that this January has been the month of reading gloriously messed up books and it all started with The Cry of the Owl.
Robert is depressed. The only reprieve from his low moods is when he watches Jenny, a twenty-something from behind a tree outside of her house. Robert is a stalker. Of course, this leads to complications, and - this being a Highsmith novel - complications lead to twists that turn the hunter into the hunted and make you question the sanity of every one of the characters.
"A crow flew over, cawing. Late at night for a crow, Jenny thought. A crow was black. That was fitting."