Creepy. Unsettling. Strange (not surprisingly). I’m left a bit confused as to how to explain The Little Stranger. This is a superbly written book suffering from a slight defect in urgency – though whether this is in fact a deficit is debatable – this tale takes its time and has a slow pace in the beginning, which gradually becomes more obviously well-suited to the story, but in the first third of the book there is a danger of falling into a torpor. The Little Stranger is set in an upper class but rapidly decaying home – Hundreds Hall – following WW2, and the story is told by Dr Faraday – a local “lad made good” who remembers visiting Hundreds as a child and whose mother worked there as a nursery maid. Gradually it becomes clear that all is not well at Hundreds Hall, inhabited only by Mrs Ayres and her [...read more...]
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