Beautifully Gothic, but not enough Mexican. I was a little heartbroken when Chapter 2 revealed the Doyle family to be incestuous British immigrants. I have read the whole foggy, British manor now in desrepair, etc, story before. I was really hoping this story would bring in references to Mexican culture in a fresh way.
That said, this book has its own motifs, its own internal logic, and it beautifully spins that classic, complicated Gothic web: A Doomed Marriage; A Home in Ruin Reflects An Ill Character; A Character Who Lacks Sleep/Healthy Habits Starts to Confuse Reality, Hallucinations and the Supernatural; and The Eroticism of Death. This book was following in gigantic footsteps, and it crushed it. Welcome to the Goth Club.