The Secret History - Donna Tartt | Dark Academia Literature Review
The Secret History is a classic dark academia novel, but I always get frustrated with it being referred to solely as dark academia. This novel is so much more than that. I have read it at least four times and each and every time there is something new that catches my eye. I cannot define this novel by genre, what I can say is that I think it is one of the most perfect novels I have ever read.
The Secret History tells the story of Richard, a student who joins a prestigious group of college students who essentially study drama. But it is so much more than that. Richard suddenly finds himself embroiled in plots, feuds and a lust for learning that each and every character takes a little too far. It is the perfect ode to being a teenager, of not fitting in and of trying and doing anything you can to feel like you belong and that you are special. It also indicates that this can ruin you, forever.
The writing of ‘The Secret History’ is nothing short of genius. The atmosphere created is rich and decadent. It does a wonderful job of making the reader feel like they want to join this group of eccentric college students and live their luxurious lives. Each word, it seems, has been chosen with great care and attention, so when read the story reads like a smooth chocolate mousse. At the same time, the language is accessible, Tartt has trodden a fine line to reach this point, but it enables one to feel erudite whilst reading without feeling lost.
Everyone who reads has a favourite character, Henry is mine, but each and every one of the group is so vivid and vibrant that it is difficult to choose between them. Their characterisation is perfect, their dynamic realistic and often reminiscent of teengaers with their friends. There is a clear rivalry between them, yet there are also many traiys that set them apart from each other, cerating wonderful contrast and unity in balance.
The ending of this novel is probably one of the most heart-rending I have ever read. The first time I read through it I sobbed, the second time I raved in anger and jealousy and the third time I felt a sense of lightness. Why such a contrast? I cannot tell you, but it is one of the only novel endings that I have come across that I can find no fault at all with.
Overall, for me, this novel is perfect. A desert island pick, an armagedon read, whatever it may be I would chose this book over all else. I have no complaints, I can find nothing, I can only hope to be able to write something this good one day.
