I literally just closed the final page of Daphne Du Maurier's masterpiece, Rebecca, and I am at a complete loss for words. I wish I could give this book more than 5 stars because it is captivating, beautiful, and simply brilliant. 
Du Maurier's choice to leave the narrator nameless allows the reader to stand in her place. Everyone knows what it feels like to be young and naïve, daydreaming about the life we want. It is extremely satisfying to discover the mystery of Rebecca's death through the narrator. 
I also love how du Maurier plays with perception versus reality. We toggle between what's actually happening and fantasies/daydreams of the narrator, leaving us to wonder what's real and what isn't. And that's the whole thing! Nothing is the way it seems, and the endless twists and turns make this an unequivocal page-turner.