Oxford Girls is so far: a strange blend of genres and tones, and quick-paced action-packed plot-boiler with a quirky protagonist and an unusual premise.
With its unpredictable chapter-by-chapter revelations, it straddles B-movie and sophisticated stylization, king of like Kill Bill.
The author utilizes a close first person perspective with a distinctive voice to imbue it with intimate internal monologue, cultivating sympathy for our inimitable heroine from this jaded reader.
While systematically surprising and unafraid to ‘go there,’ the book makes use of a familiar setting, while its intriguing undercurrent of darkness (and overt darkness) serve to fuel the narrative’s propulsive scenes. Occasionally provocative, but always cinematic and absorbing. The realistic dialogue conforms to the perturbing scenes, which are often like freeway wrecks in that you can’t look away.
A touch of loneliness plagues our main character. But also, troubled propensities, amid an environment so bafflingly confrontational, that she must often act quickly and process on the run.
The scenes shift to far-flung locales by and by, deepening the plot, while refreshing the scenery, as the camera zooms in on corporate big wigs and futuristic conspiracies. A merging of drama and science fiction occurs, dipping into horror and abiding comfortably in the action category.
In the end it is a coming of age tale equipped with humor, dread, and heart. Each of which take turns pulling the reader through a haphazard roller coaster ride of non-stop twists and turns. The perfect indulgence for our desensitized literary tastes in this day and age.