WE WERE LIARS
4 out of 5 Stars
We Were Liars was hyped as a modern, sophisticated suspense novel. I would describe it as a not-too-sophisticated and not-too-suspenseful book, but a powerful one nonetheless.
The first two parts came out slow and dragging. The style was at times a combination of lyrical, phrasal and contemplative, not something that can be found in more usual novels. But all of these describe the justified ramblings of a broken young mind laden with guilt and remorse.
The twist was expected at the end, although it was not that very thrilling. Instead, it came on to the reader like a soft breeze entering a warm room. It was chilling, leaving a profound effect on me.
There is the mystery of the title, though. I was thinking it’s a play on the family name Sinclair but nowhere in the book was it implied, and the author did not bother to explain the reasoning behind the title.
This book should be read with an open mind, casting aside stereotypes in storytelling. Its plot is deep and wide, encompassing family, young love, manipulation, and jealousy. In the end, it is a story of a shattered family and a broken girl, both facing an uncertain future.