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⭐️ 2 stars ⭐️

« How very odd it must be, living at the mercy of the tide. »

[ Another pretty cover that will sit on my shelf just for me to glare at it every time I see it. *intense hate stare* ]

The Blue Hour was excruciatingly boring and predictable. It was a painful slow burn, a mess of annoying characters, boring art fluff and an absolutely unsatisfying ending.
I’m pretty sure I hated every moment of this.
Possible spoilers.

When the tide comes, Eris is unreachable.

The Eris Island setting was evocative and had a very chilling yet beautiful vibe to it. I loved the imagery of the endless sea, the not-quite-an-island getting cut off from the mainland for hours or even days. It was a perfect mix of artistically stunning but also eerie and daunting at the same time.
The setting is where my praise for this book ends.

It is strangely thrilling, the idea of her as forbidden object of desire rather than wife.

��The fuck, my dude??
Let’s leave the “mystery�� to the side for a sec and take a look at these awful characters, ‘cause this quote is just the tip of the fuckery iceberg. From the late reclusive artist, center point of the mystery, to the curator of her pieces aka the lovely man whom this quote belongs to, the wife the exes the missing husband the friends �� they all sucked. The relationships are messy and borderline toxic, everyone cheating on everyone, manipulative and scheming.
Not having a relatable or even simply an enjoyable character made this read 10 times more unbearable and a chore to finish.

He sees the light again, from the lighthouse, it is strobing, flashing faster now, faster, it is no longer white, now it’s blue.
Now it’s blue.

We all know the ending is what makes or breaks a thriller. Not that I thought this was salvageable by then, but the ending definitely made it worse than I thought possible.
The plot is really slow and the mystery completely predictable. You know when you think Nah, that’s too obvious it can’t be that?
Yeah, it was the super duper obvious thing.
Not only was it predictable, but it felt rushed and incomplete, unfinished plot points left unraveled, more questions than there were answers.

I could rant for ages but would rather spare myself the migraine, so TL;DR slow burn mystery with too little action and an unsatisfying ending.

An act of violence can be an act of devotion, too.