I was expecting more from this, especially as it would appear to be such a big hit in France. I expected something more ‘noir’ in the Gallic tradition but found it a tad pedestrian. The writing especially - too much name dropping of designer labels, artists, musicians, authors, too little real life and too few engaging characters - and a clunkiness to it that made me cringe at times. Beyond her mesmerising self-possession and physical grace, I couldn’t see the attraction Vinca had for practically everyone in the cast and couldn’t visualise her as a real person - a homage to Twin Peaks’ Laura Palmer perhaps, but if so I’m not sure he pulls it off here. The plot was not particularly thrilling either, so a middling three stars from me.

I really wasn’t too keen on the way this book was written. I found it difficult to understand which could be the way it was translated. I really tried. Sorry

I found this pretty difficult to get into - the prose just didn’t grip me in the slightest which is a real shame as I was looking forward to reading it. Unfortunately not one I will be recommending.

I wonder if this lost something in translation,as everyone else seems to love it.
I found it a bit of a chore to read,and to be honest almost gave up at 85% of the book.
Pushed through,but don't feel I gained anything by doing so.