Final Girls

This is my beach read for 2017, and once again I have been led astray by a blurb by Stephen King (not once has this man blurbed a book and I liked it). It's not bad, it's certainly readable but I did not, for one minute, believe that Quincy or Sam were really women. They were caricatures of women in books. Seriously, I started a tally sheet of the amount of times the word “Xanax” showed up, and I didn't buy the amnesia at all.
The ending is convoluted but I went into this not expecting much. It's perfect for floating around in the pool and losing yourself in the story for a little bit. I'm a little ticked that Riley Sager is a man because I've been trying to focus on only female authors in 2017, but that's my fault for not researching the book more before I picked it.