The Girls. Emma Cline’s debut novel that has drawn a lot of attention since it was first published back in June of this year. The cover had caught my eye, a photograph I immediately associated with Lana Del Rey and soon found out that the photograph was indeed taken by Neil Krug, who often photographs her.

And that Lana Del Rey esque feeling continues inside the book as well. Hypnotic and dreamy with a sour tinge. A hauntingly accurate portrayal of how it feels to be a girl growing up and the intense power of female friendships.

The Girls is set in the late 1960’s when the narrator Evie is fourteen years old, and flicks forward to her as an adult. Set in Northern California, we follow the normal-enough teenage Evie, her less than perfect home life, her crush on her friends older brother, going to school. Her internal narrative is realistic and mature while reading I related to some of the thoughts and feelings that Evie described, thinking back to myself as a fourteen year old girl.

SPOILERS AND STRONG LANGUAGE/LANGUAGE OF A SEXUAL NATURE AHEAD- 

I haven’t written anything in a while on here and I have to say I’ve really missed it. To be honest, most of that has been down to the very fact I haven’t read or watched anything good enough (or bad enough) to really write about. Luckily this film has finally sparked some creativity in me.

Nymphomaniac. Isn’t that a great word? Traditionally nymphomaniacs would have been women with deviant and unrestrained sexual behaviour.  The word isn’t used as much anymore, ‘Hypersexuality’ or simply ‘Sex Addiction’ are the preferred medical terms. But I’ll come back to the choice of the word Nymphomaniac later…