Strangers on a Train by Patricia Highsmith
Stopped reading after 54 pages.
I’m a fan of Tom Ripley. How I can like a lying sociopath is a testament to Highsmith’s writing. Guy Haines and Charlie Bruno do not interest me. The pacing is quite slow and the set-up plight of these characters feels somewhat mundane. When reading a book starts feeling like a chore, it’s time to move on.
