Technically, the sexual assault scenes would've brought this down to something more like a 4.75 ⭐, but this book has genuinely not left my head since I read it, and I keep searching for things similar to it wherever I go, so ...

My controversial hot take is that if Maeve was a man, the reviews for this book would look different. It's a blatant satire à la American Psycho, and the "cringe" parts felt like they were purposely written to evoke grimace than anything else. This novel was super enjoyable, but some of the scenes where the main character maims and commits sexual violence on others characters felt unnecessary at best, and edgy shock value content with no substance at worst.

Still, I'm locked in and loaded for Leede's next book. I want more female protagonists who suck.