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We Need to Talk About Kevin

We Need to Talk About Kevin - Lionel Shriver This book failed in many ways. I didn't buy any of it. I didn't buy that the mother, Eva, who is obviously educated and intelligent- evidenced by all those big words she uses- just accepts one doctor's diagnosis that there was nothing wrong with her son. That it never occurred to her to get counseling, even after the time he was sick and she saw a glimmer of a sweet young boy in there. I didn't buy how she was unwilling to bring a dog into the home because she was scared Kevin would hurt it in some way, yet she didn't have this same concern bringing another child into the home? I didn't buy that such an independent woman- again evidenced by her world travels and business savvy- take so much verbal abuse from her husband.

Because really, Eva, we need to talk about Franklin. I despised this character the most. Supposedly he was the one who read all the parenting books, yet he must have skipped over the parts where it says it's important to present a united front as parents. If nothing else, this book made me even more thankful that I have a husband who shows me nothing but respect especially in front of our children and demands from them nothing but respect for their mother.

And this is where ultimately the book fails in its' intentions, which I've read was meant to be a feminist book? To expose that not all mothers get that loving feeling? Well, of course, but once again, even in book reviews of a fictional book, the mother is the one who takes all the heat. While there were many forces at work here, the father is the one who did the most damage. He never required of Kevin, throughout his entire childhood, to pay any consequences for his behavior. It wasn't until the end, when Kevin was faced with very real and very dire consequences, that he finally showed a sliver of remorse. But then it was too late.

I wasn't sure if I wanted to give this book a 1 star or a 5 star rating. It kept me turning the pages. I thought the writing was good. It will probably stay with me for a while. But that's the problem, I don't want it to. I want to cleanse myself of this book. I felt like I needed to take a shower as soon as I finished it. Not that I dislike sad or disturbing stories. This one just didn't have any redeeming value through the heartache.