Book Review for Fidget Spinners Destroyed My Family by George Billions
Fidget Spinners Destroyed My Family, by George Billions, is a horror novella detailing the crumbling remnants of a family whose lives were overtaken by fidget spinners.
Karen’s husband, Kevin, decides to give their children fidget spinners for Christmas. At first, the toy seemed harmless enough, and even allowed Kevin and their daughter, Emma, to bond over them. However, soon, their son John gets into trouble, such as becoming involved in illegal drug dealing and masturbating in church. Things deteriorate even further when Karen suspects her husband of cheating on his with a coworker. As her fear gradually starts to consume her, she still refuses to see what is happening around her. Slowly but surely, the family erodes, until the only thing that’s left are traces of memories, where the one constant in their lives are fidget spinners.
To be honest, I didn’t find this as amusing as it probably should have been. The fidget spinners were just a way to see how weak Karen’s family was in the face of adversity. The most glaring detail was how blatantly obvious there was something wrong with Karen, but her utter refusal to see anything beyond her suspicions. She was overtaken by her paranoia, and when she couldn’t take it anymore, she tried projecting her fear onto the fidget spinners. It’d gotten so out of hand that her husband had killed himself trying to construct one. It was particularly heartbreaking to see Emma clinging to her favorite toy, which served as a reminder of the normal life she should have had.
One thing I enjoyed most about the book was how the parents weren’t acting like adults. It was as if with the introduction of the fidget spinners, they began to regress. They started suspecting everyone around them, loved ones and strangers alike, to the point where they allowed their pettiness to tear them apart. It was sad to see, but even at the end of the book they still couldn’t pull themselves together, if only to save their family. They drifted further and further from their normal lives, like an hourglass wasting time away.
On a somewhat humorous note, the anecdote was a bit funny. It had a twisted way of making me giggle, however hard it was to believe. Still, the fidget spinners carried a heavy connotation to them, with the numerous insecurities that Karen and Kevin had. Because of this, I would rate this book 3.5 out of 5 stars, and would recommend it to fans of The Die-Fi Experiment by M.R. Tapia, and Drip: A Gothic Bromance by Andrew Montlack.
