Chevalier’s classic is technically “good,” but it’s flat. Griet’s character might be better explored by Vermeer’s famous painting than by this book.
Why wasn’t this a short story? I usually enjoy Gaiman’s light, magical tone. Here, though, it feels phoned in and shallow.
a.k.a. I would like to officially retract every bad or unflattering thing I have ever said about Stephen King’s writing.