A lot of reviewers have claimed The Woman in the Window is this year’s Gone Girl or the next Girl on the Train. Andwhile there are some direct comparisons I truly could not put this book down and may have enjoyed more!
SO WHAT’S IT ABOUT?
Anna Fox lives alone—a recluse in her New York City home, unable to venture outside. She spends her day drinking wine (maybe too much), watching old movies, recalling happier times . . . and spying on her neighbors.
Then the Russells move into the house across the way: a father, a mother, their teenage son. The perfect family. But when Anna, gazing out her window one night, sees something she shouldn’t, her world begins to crumble—and its shocking secrets are laid bare.
What is real? What is imagined? Who is in danger? Who is in control? In this diabolically gripping thriller, no one—and nothing—is what it seems.
While the premise is a little old and has definitely been done before, The Woman in the Window feels like a new story. You keep reading because you start to build trust with the unreliable narrator Anna Fox. The story starts to become less of a murder mystery and more about the psychological healing of Anna. The predictability isn’t all bad! The writing uses an effective formula and the reader can still enjoy the book despite it. The characters were so vivid you were directly transplanted into her home which is the confined main setting of the book.
The twists really aren’t for those who read a lot of thrillers, most readers will pick them a mile away and potentially feel a little frustrated than Anna herself takes so long to clue up. BUT I still wanted to know more and I liked the way we received her backstory in bits and pieces from the middle of the book instead of from the beginning.
More satisfying is Anna dealing with her agoraphobia. While most will not entirely understand her pain but willl recognise it and feel for her hardships along the way. It is one very interesting way to show crippling grief in a person.