Déjà vu? More like Déjà-woo this one got me a couple times! “Dead Eleven” is essentially what would happen if “Groundhog Day,” “The Village,” and “Cabin in the Woods” had a threesome and then nine months later they all just decided to share custody and no one asks any questions. You will hear no complaints from me on the epistolary-esque writing technique: I love narrative embellishment! It’s a fun and creative way to drive a story forward! It’s not fucking Proust LIVE A LITTLE. Anyways, pick this up if you like corny horror flicks, you’ll have a blast.

Definitely felt a bit “no-sleepy” at times but Juliano cultivated a bit more depth by the end of the novel. However, there was a lot of information jammed into an entirely too long book. It makes it feel repetitive/redundant even if it wasn’t. I think if readers were given more detail of the legend and lore, instead of being told “there’s totally legend and lore,” the ending would have been more satisfying.

3.5/5 If I had to re-live the same day of my life over and over again in some kind of Twilight Zone hell, I’d want it to be something very pleasant like my first kiss or like the time I had the best Korean BBQ for lunch or driving with the top off the Jeep or watching a Charlize Theron movie marathon. Something like that and not…the OJ thing.