Good Rich People by Eliza Jane Brazier is a highly anticipated book, and it sounded like it was just my type of thing: a woman in danger, in a psychological thriller, the kind of book that you just CANNOT. PUT. DOWN. You know, pandemic escapism at its best. 

The story revolves around a couple, Lyla and her husband Graham, and Graham’s mother Margot. Lyla turned me off immediate.y: “Sometimes I am scared by how beautiful I am…I am sad because I want everyone to see it, but I don’t want to see them.” They live in a fabulous house, which “...is decorated to Graham’s taste because I don’t have any. I acquired his taste the day we got married.” 

Ugh. I really didn’t like anyone. And I didn’t care about their games. Graham and Margo get bored so they invite people to live in their guest house and then do whatever it takes to destroy them. WTF? 

I didn’t care enough to finish it. I may go back to it when I have more patience or the pandemic diminishes…but maybe not. 

Thanks to Berkley Publishing Group and NetGalley for a copy in exchange for this honest review. Ms. Brazier can definitely write, and I will happily pick up her next book. But this one didn’t do it for me.