House of Leaves is not a book. Well, it is, but not really. It’s a book of sorts.
There’s no way to talk about House of Leaves and also make sense.
Here, I’ll show you.
This is what House of Leaves is about:
It’s a book about a book about a movie about a kind of haunted house.
House of Leaves is what would happen if someone wrote a book about the filming of The Blair Witch Project, and then someone else found the manuscript for this book, and wrote so many footnotes about it, that it turned into a whole other book. Oh, and in this universe, The Blair Witch Project is actually real and not the first internet hoax that fooled the whole world and changed movies forever.
If you’re someone who likes weird reading experiences, you definitely have to give this book a chance. It’s unlike anything else I’ve ever read, and it has stayed with me every since I read it (months ago.) Once you finish reading the book, you can go on the many message board about it and further creep yourself out. Seriously, I don’t know what frightened me more, reading about these people and their disturbing house, or finding the online theories about “what really happened.”
Keep in mind that House of Leaves is over 700 pages long, and it’s awkward to read sometimes because of the way the text is written. Although, some pages have no more than 5 words on them, so the 700 is more manageable than you’d think.
If you survive the house and find yourself wanting more, J.J Abrams recently released a similar book.
S. is a similar concept, complete will a million footnotes and a “story within a story” element that is reminiscent of House of Leaves, although it’s not nearly as creepy and unsettling. I’ve yet to read S., but it sits on my bookshelf and stares at me nightly; and thanks to my books being ordered alphabetically by author, it’s annoying close to House of Leaves.
I need to find a way to separate them, but I can’t find a legitimate excuse that won’t cause me further trouble. This must be how the Montagues felt…