A Slow Fire Burning, by Paula Hawkins book review

I resurrect the debate to caution that, if you’re the type who looks for friends in the books you read, you’d best avoid Paula Hawkins’s new suspense novel, “A Slow Fire Burning.” In fact, even if you’re a misanthrope, you’d best avoid it. Not only is every character in Hawkins’s novel vile, self-serving, and narcissistic, even worse, they’re dull. Dull, dull, dull. Even the serial killer is dull. Say what you will about Hannibal Lecter, but up until the dinner hour, he’d be an entertaining companion, even someone you might consider a “friend.”