The Only Good Indians

Hmmm. Mixed feelings on this one. My biggest gripe is that the structure is a bit off. Most of the first half is spent pretty tightly inside one person's head but somewhere around halfway this changes, the perspective pulls back, and we're dealing with a group of characters. This means the book loses some focus and immediacy just at the moment the true nature of what's going on is becoming clear. By the climax you're (supposed to be) rooting for someone who barely featured in the first three quarters of the novel. I was a lot more invested in the first half than I was the second, and that isn't right.
On the plus side, a relentless unstoppable supernatural force is well depicted, and the author gets the tension between quiet moments and full on horror pretty much right. I also liked that it is a realistic (well, apart from that relentless unstoppable supernatural force thing) look at contemporary Native American* lives. It's not something you see very often at all in genre fiction, and it's good to put a different perspective in your head every so often. So yeah, I don't think this is the five star work of genius some reviewers are proclaiming it as, but it's an interesting and worthwhile, albeit somewhat flawed, book.

*there's a line where a character explains why they are called Indians throughout the book, and it's a good point, but I'm in the UK and it's more ambiguous term here. Even more so in India itself I'd have thought...