This is -both objectively and moreso subjectively- The Best.
I have been struggling to the past few days on what to say in my review for this particular book simply because I don't think I could possibly find the appropriate words to do this book justice. Definitely not only one of my favourites of the year, but one of my new favourites of all time.
Deirdre not only revives the gothic, but she also redefines it and adapts it to fit a contemporary setting and to appeal to modern audiences while also making it so that Perfectly Preventable Deaths could easily establish itself, in my opinion, as a timeless piece. I have heard countless times that the book is the product of 7 years of work and I think that's apparent for anyone who picks this up, as it is a monument in terms of craft. Each word feels intentional, deliberate and carefully curated into this ambitions overall narrative. This was obvious to me upon first reading, but it becomes much more so once going back over passages (i.e: when Deirdre was reading the prologue at the launch of the book, my brain kept throwing huge exclamation marks as things I had previously not paid quite As Much attention to at first gained much more ominous meanings when analysed having read the whole book). What PPD also does fantastically is function very well as a singular entity while also teasing you with the promise of the what-ifs and enchanting you with the possibilities of what could happen after the book itself ends. To put it as simply as I possibly can, please give the people (specifically : me) either a sequel or a companion because I just need more.
The characters in this book all come alive right off the page. What makes them all even more lifelike is the way they function like real people - they are never perfect, they give away either too much or too little of themselves in the way people have the tendency to. The way the dynamics between the relationships between the characters are established also feels very organic. I think Deirdre also goes against the generic expectations of the typical YA stories about 'new girls' - the twins, upon almost intruding on the social order of Ballyfran, find it hard to insert themselves within the pre-existing social circles. Therefore, the way their new circumstances challenge the twins and the roles they had -somewhat unbeknownst to even themselves- assigned for the two of them is truly compelling. The singular characters, the crushes, the illusions, the family dynamics, it's all a very complex and intriguing character study and I am here for it.
The atmosphere is another one of the things that distinguishes this book. Although the promise of that is to come is suggested from very early on, it almost feels like the book tricks you into thinking it might not be what you thought it will be, it keeps you guessing and plays trick on you, much like it often feels like the story does with the characters. You are almost gently pushed into believing that this may be your more eerie coming of age story about young women finding their place in the world once they have been very much displaced, both physical and on a deeper level. It makes you believe it could be a coming of age, a coming out, a story about sisterhood and found family, a mental health story, a story about toxic love .... And what makes this so special , is that it is very much all of that, yet so much more.
Once you get comfortable enough with the mundane(er) elements of the story and get invested with the quotidian, things take a much darker turn. The looming presences of lives lived and lost there before is everpresent. There are stories hiding underneath this story. This is very much an ode to those stories stripped from their owners, those mountain girls whose names are whispered and become sort of local legends. And then you have the bizarre and grotesque coming at you like a fabulous dark punch in the gut. A mean old crone. A dead fox. Rituals and energies and dead girls and secrets whispered in hushed tones. The lives lost that cannot be reclaimed. Dark castles and secret tunnels and limitless woods. Blood and guts and gore and all those physical representations of violence and pain.
This has all the necessary elements required from a good gothic: evil yet strangely alluring men, a vulnerable young heroine with a flair for the dramatic, an eerie castle in the middle of the forest, hushed secrets, monumental life changes, local stories repeated to the point of their becoming mythical narratives, allusive father figures, the fear insidiously seeping into your bones, the gore, etc. It also has what it takes to elevate the genre and adapt it to a modern climate: a strong protagonist, recentering classical narratives in unexpected ways, fEMINIST, authentic humour and wit to be expected of your teenage protagonists, queerness, discussion of mental health issues, female empowerment and so on.
This also probably has one of the absolute best representations of anxiety/OCD I have read in a long time. What makes it even better is that I didn't even know this before going into the book. This is one of the strange stories that is very much a mental health book without ever being a Mental Health Book, if you get me.
I could probably go on and on and on for hours about the many things that make this book magical, but I feel like you might as well be better off reading the book itself than reading my ramblings about it. CANNOT SPEAK HIGHLY ENOUGH OF IT!!
(do also need to say for those bothered by those depictions of seeing someone in an abusive relationship, seeing a characters struggle with MI, blood/guts/gore/violence towards animals, pls do keep your own mental health safe and don't trigger yourself!! stay safe young witchy pals!!)