I honestly thought I'd made more notes for 𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. Its author presents a fairly basic, familiar set-up: five adults reunite at a summer camp location to face the sins of their teenage recklessness. In this case, the culmination of said sins was the loss of one of their own back in the day, the kindly 'centre' of their unruly circle of six. The author even gives "The Six" nicknames: Joe The Leader, Stevie The Clown, Kat The Princess, Alex The Farm Boy, and Erin The Thinker. The lost one for whom they've gathered in memorial, Simon, is simply referred to as kindness.
So far, so okay. We've got a bit of "IT" going on with the back and forth between the tension of Now and the intensity of Then (2021 and 1992), some "Skins" in the way these rough and very British kids (mis)behave, and perhaps a little less obvious but still notable, a structure reminiscent of "The Waves", which also focused on a group of kids struggling to reclaim their orbit around one another after the loss of their group's sun. This is a potent combination of influences, and I was glad to see both King and Woolf name-dropped later in the text.
𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 proceeds compellingly enough: the reunion turns into a reckoning. Bodies start to pile up and secrets start to seep out. But it's not all entirely smooth: the author of 𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 has a sketchy relationship with semicolons, dangles participles far too often, occasionally leans too hard on stereotypes, and sometimes gets too eager in her desire to tell her readers what she perhaps doesn't think they're smart enough to get. Her dialogue flits from naturalistic teen banter to wooden character reactions depending on the nature of the scene. There are convenient coincidences that almost gave me pause: this character just happens to be in the right place to find the next victim, or that mysterious local happens to be looking out the window to see precisely what the plot needs her to see. But I dismissed these as genre tropes and kept ploughing on, because the overarching story is definitely a page-turner.
𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 captures the 90s with the authenticity of someone who was indeed there, and the present day plot is full of intrigue and juicy melodrama. It is interesting to watch The Six (minus one, always) both embody and try to escape the bondage of their designated roles, although it would be too generous to say any of them really succeed. Only Erin The Thinker has found success as a thriller writer while the rest languish in mid-life mediocrity. If there's any depth to 𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 it's in the multiple interpretations of the title itself. The author spends quite a lot of time setting up the paradoxical concept, dismantling it, pondering it, and then mocking it. Her wordplay ranges from smirk-worthy to uninspired. It is...supremely average, despite her clearly thinking it all very clever.
Unfortunately, this bare adequacy extends to the plot itself: things come to a head quite messily and far too quickly. I could see the author, who has happily been offing her cast in a number of ironic ways that indicate the unknown killer knows pretty much everything about everyone, running out of pieces to move around. Barely halfway into "Killing Kindness", the story charges headlong towards a climax and we still have no real answers regarding the mysteries of either the past or the present.
Ah, shit, I thought. Here we go again. Duped by a four-star story into a two-star trainwreck ending. Fuck me.
But...if that's true, what's with the remaining page count?
Okay, let's see then...oh. OH. OH FUCK ME.
The second half of the book is just one revelation after another, and it's kinda brilliant. Deeply satisfying denouement.
So now I have given "Killing Kindness" five stars -- and read it twice.