The Infamous Gilberts by Angela Tomaski chronicles the decline and secrets of the eccentric Gilbert family as their crumbling English manor, Thornwalk, as it is set to be transformed into a luxury hotel—uncovering forgotten loves, hidden motives, and the lasting weight of legacy.
Thornwalk was once a beautiful and enviable estate, but over time, it fell into disrepair. The property is eventually sold to a luxury hotelier who plans to completely renovate and modernize the old manor. As the manor gets its facelift, the secrets and memories of its past risk being erased. Meanwhile, one of the family’s neighbors takes it upon themselves to document the Gilberts’ history, offering a final guided “tour” through the rooms and revealing long-buried stories and mysteries.
I found myself on the fence with this novel. It began with promise, but the middle dragged, and although the ending was enjoyable, I might have just been relieved to reach it. I struggled to stay engaged throughout.
The story is narrated by an anonymous, mysterious figure, which I didn’t love. The writing style was difficult to connect with, and while the chapters were short and easy to read, they lacked cohesion. Each chapter focused on an object from Thornwalk and told a story about its connection to the family—but many of these vignettes felt incomplete or irrelevant. It often seemed like we were getting fragments rather than a full picture, and I couldn’t see how they fit into the larger narrative.
The timeline spans from the eve of World War II to the early 2000s, but the shifts in time felt abrupt and disorienting. Overall, the novel read more like a collection of disjointed mini-stories than a cohesive family saga. While I do think the author writes beautifully, the storytelling style just wasn’t for me, and the lack of payoff left me unsatisfied.




