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This book is much like it's title. I wouldn’t call it great and it’s certainly not bad, it’s just fine. I know I’m on my own when I give it a ‘meh’ review (it’s been optioned for film and TV rights, has a killer Goodreads rating, Reese Witherspoon won’t shut up about it)
It’s the story of an idiosyncratic woman whose routine of work, vodka, packet pizza and avoiding human interaction defines her existence. After a chance encounter with a colleague where they save a guy’s life, Eleanor begins a metamorphosis which will either see her discover joy and meaning in life or return to the work, vodka, pizza, avoiding humans fate.
For all its shortcomings to win me over, there are things the book does well: Eleanor as a character is well-drawn and complex. It can be quite funny, and while the story is ultimately redemptive it puts a spotlight on mental illness and the role profound loneliness plays in it. I guess I never really invested myself fully in this story, perhaps because I found it unconvincing or maybe I’m a just cold hard bitch? Take your pick.
P.s. For thorough and insightful take on the book, read Anu's review