Graham Jones is obviously a great writer, just the opening of the novel proved that to me. 

However, that means when he writes a fucked-up character, he can really write a fucked-up character. I felt like I was losing my goddamn mind reading this, especially in the essay sections – as if I’d lost the ability to comprehend the written word. Jade will throw out random pieces of information with no context, jumping from idea to idea with no apparent rhyme or reason. I had idea what she was on about 50% of the time. 

Then add to that my lack of interest/knowledge of slasher films, and I just couldn’t stay in Jade’s head any longer. I truly felt like I was going mad, and my brain is already too fucked-up to continue with the book.