I borrowed this from Darren, who urged me to read it because he thought it was great. I don’t think I liked it nearly as much as he did though. It was full of film references that went over my head, at that level where they are just low enough to clip me and make me realise that I’m missing something. I enjoyed the story and the main character with agoraphobia seemed both just realistic enough and sympathetically portrayed. The Rear Window connection is one that even my mostly film-ignorant self did manage to make. And I did get to feel a little bit clever when I worked one of the twists out which is always nice.

Good, just not quite really good.