Summary: A beautiful and distinguished family.
A private island.
A brilliant, damaged girl; a passionate, political boy.
A group of four friends—the Liars—whose friendship turns destructive.
A revolution. An accident. A secret.
Lies upon lies.
We Were Liars is a modern, sophisticated suspense novel from National Book Award finalist and Printz Award honoree E. Lockhart.
And if anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.
Review: I was told to lie. Actually, we were told to lie about the ending. But I’m not going to lie; I’m just going to be vague. Very, very vague. I’m not gonna ruin this impressive marketing hype that is noticeably surrounding this book. Admittedly, it was creative and worked to its advantage. Like most of those who have read, considering, or just plainly intrigued, I also want to know this ‘secret’ that to me promises an exhilarating plot twist at the end. But I encountered problems along the way. Ones that sort of diminished my eagerness and lessen the emotional impact of this particular detail. After the long awaited build-up, the secret wasn’t really that…explosive.
This was a short story which I actually didn’t expect. Despite the length, I felt that entire story was still long drawn out. As if trying to lose me on what will actually occur later on. I really grew impatient; some of the things happened didn’t feel relevant to me. Or didn’t connect with me. It was overly embellished and the writing felt synthetic (Tahereh Mafi made it worked for me, for some reason the almost similar writing style felt detached to me in this case). It was supposed to be about emotional struggle—or at least that was I think supposed to be the atmosphere of the book. But it wasn’t exactly what I got at all (or wasn’t really that anyway to begin with).
And of course, that final little piece; the one that was asked us to lie about. Even though it did manage to stir me away from the…truth (I’m struggling to find the right non-spoilerish word, lol), I still think that last bit was a foregone conclusion. I pieced up what I picked earlier and drew the inevitable. The problem was it tried so hard. So hard! It sensationalized that part too eagerly and when it was this overly hyped you expected so much from it. Kinda like Patrick’s secret box, oh I wanted to know what was inside of it as much as Spongebob did. Will I laugh? It must be epically humorous for him to keep it from his friend. Know what, it wasn’t funny or epic. It wasn’t even embarrassing like he described. It was disappointing. I knew I didn’t draw a smart parallel (being I compared it to a cartoon episode) but I did have the exact same feeling afterwards: I’m both…unsatisfied.
But was I still surprised? A little bit, but then there’s nothing much to feel when I already knew what’s going to happen—or was already hinted on what’s going to happen. I do get why other people were hurled, cried and moved by the story. I really wish to share the same sentiments but sadly it just didn’t work for me.
Format: Advance Reader’s Copy
Preview Quote: “My mind is playing with twists of meaning as it always does. Here with the Liars, I can see the truth at last.”