The book overall is middling. Some passages and chapters blew me away with exquisite writing, beautiful prose, and gory details. Other sections of the book felt overdone or like they were trying too hard to be edgy or shocking. I think to call this book “feminist” horror is a real stretch. I don’t think there’s anything “feminist” about Maeve. She hates women just as much as any other horror protagonist and the men in this book get off easy. The ending is still wrapped up in a tired narrative about a woman going crazy because she can’t handle her emotions after falling in love “for the first time”. An okay horror book but mostly forgettable.