On a foggy summer night, eleven people — ten privileged, one down-on-his-luck painter — depart Martha’s Vineyard on a private jet headed for New York. Sixteen minutes later, the unthinkable happens: the plane plunges into the ocean. The only survivors are the painter Scott Burroughs and a four-year-old boy, who is now the last remaining member of an immensely wealthy and powerful media mogul’s family.
I’ve been on a bit of murder kick lately, so when Georgia Hardstock of the super-cool podcast My Favorite Murder recommended Noah Hawley’s Before the Fall, I eagerly grabbed a copy. This review will contain the big spoiler, so consider yourself warned. (more…)