Maybe I'm just fucking stupid and don't understand nuance, but this has got to be the stupidest fucking book I've ever read. It prides itself on being some feminist hot take about the Trojan War/Achilles, but ends up glorifying and pitying him by the end of it. The book begins by saying the girls in the Greek war camp called Achilles "The Butcher" and emphasizing how horrible he was, however no one in the book ever calls him that or even gives him any sort of similar nickname. Despite being the "untold story of the women of Troy," the book only follows one woman, who is already a prominent character in The Illiad. Other than that, most of the women are almost entirely unsympathetic towards each other. One woman seems to be stockholmed into loving the man who picked her as his victory prize and the women do nothing but talk shit about her. They never really consider themselves in the same boat and just pity the younger or more vulnerable girls as opposed to the girls who "don't have it that bad." 

The following are notes that I took while reading the last hundred or so pages:

As much as I would rather shoot myself in the face than reread this book, I do want to reread it to properly gather my thoughts as I read and give a more well-thought-out review of it.