The Dutch House is a book about a dysfunctional family that we meant to read for ages and yet never got round to do so, until a couple of weeks back. Something about that painting on the cover kept staring deep into our souls.
This story is told from the view of Danny Conroy, from his infancy to adulthood, from growing up and then being thrown out from The Dutch House – a magnificent, old house located in Philadelphia’s suburbs. We follow Danny’s and his sister Maeve’s life through the transformations that occur when their father marries cartoonishly evil stepmother Andrea and passes away a few years later. This reminded us a well known fairytale about Cinderella.
Usually, we don’t have any issues agreeing on book rating, but Dutch House was completely different. While Ingrid adored the story, settings, house, character interactions and became immensely inspired about it, I, on the other hand, became very sceptical, very quickly. It took me nearly two weeks to get through a single, particularly emotional part of the story. And after that, I started questioning every single decision of characters, and some of them drove me completely nuts.
Even with our different views, we still agreed that story is masterfully written and while reading you are living and breathing the infamous Dutch House. The whole book has a tint of nostalgia and filled to the brim with feelings of belonging, loneliness and tough decisions.
An incredible and vivid story (even if you were not entirely sold on it).
4 stars out of 5 combined
👩🏻🦰 Ingrid 5 stars out of 5
🧔 Nerijus 3 out of 5