I think this is a solid example of an "it's not you, it's me" type of read. This read like a run-of-the-mill mystery, and while  that isn't a bad thing for mystery lovers, it seemed pretty trite to me. I thought the prose was great, and I enjoyed the mystery aspect, but I felt it was trying to be too many things (a commentary on true crime culture, a #MeToo novel, a podcast thriller), and thus not succeeding fully at any of them. 

There were so many times where I felt like there was an interesting plot thread - the hypocrisy of Bodie defending her husband, allusions to an eating disorder she has, commentary on the effect of true crime on those close to the case - and yet these topics were brushed over, never to be returned to. 

I think if you're a mystery fan and aren't looking for a deep dive into the topics I mentioned above, you'll have a great time reading this. I just don't think it was for me.