In response to gmw's about preferring fact or fiction, I wonder if this book would have been more satisfying if it had been a roman à clef, suggested by the events surrounding Grace Marks without being specifically about her.
I know I get testy especially when biopics and similar works of film try to have it both ways; they rely on the audience's knowledge of the facts and imply that they presenting the "truth," when in fact there's a lot of fabrication going on. It seems inescapable these days; for just one example there's the television series The Crown which as nearly as I can tell is largely made up and absurd on the face of it. And yet people seem to think they're watching a documentary!
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