This book will not be for everyone. Yet, it’s no wonder it has a cult following with message boards devoted to dissecting it. (Message boards I now intend to peruse.)

It’s a book about

a bunch of notes that were meant to be an academic essay about a found footage documentary about a family tormented by a house with an ever-changing layout and ominous presence, and the essay is being put together by an unlikable and unreliable narrator who slowly goes mad.

This was the most unique and visceral reading experience I’ve ever had.  It was hard to read at times - thanks to crazy layouts that had you turning the book 90 degrees or flipping to different parts of the book, footnotes within footnotes within footnotes, and an academic-journal-like nature. But it was worth it. It took me almost two months to complete, but I purposely took it slow, so I could ponder and enjoy the ride, a ride that was discombobulating, and poignant, and horrifying, and sad. It made me feel like I was going insane along with one of the narrators.