If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if The Secret History traded its Greek for iambic pentameter and its Vermont snow for Lake Michigan fog, If We Were Villains is your answer. M.L. Rio’s debut is a love letter to the stage, a murder mystery, and a devastating character study—all rolled into one gorgeously melancholic package.
Unlike novels that merely quote the Bard for flair, Rio weaves the plays into the characters’ very language and psychology. When the characters speak in Macbeth , Julius Caesar , or King Lear during rehearsals or arguments, their lines foreshadow real betrayals, murders, and breakdowns. It’s a masterclass in dramatic irony—you know the source material, so you see the disaster coming long before the characters do.
The story opens with Oliver Marks being released from prison after a decade. He’s served time for a murder he may or may not have committed. In exchange for his freedom, he finally tells the truth to the one detective who never believed he was guilty. The narrative then flashes back to Oliver’s final year at Dellecher Classical Conservatory, a secluded, intense drama school where fourth-year students live and breathe Shakespeare. When a rivalry among seven close-knit actors turns deadly, the line between performance and reality blurs until it shatters. If We Were Villains
He’s not the most interesting person in the room—by design. He’s the loyal observer, the one who loves too late and acts too hesitantly. His unreliability is subtle but crucial. You’ll finish the book questioning not just who did what, but whether Oliver has been performing for us all along.
A glass of red wine, a rainy evening, and a copy of The Complete Works of Shakespeare nearby for when you need to fact-check a quote and instead fall down a rabbit hole of grief and beauty. If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if
Here’s a critical review of If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio, suitable for a blog, Goodreads, or literary publication. Verdict: 4.5/5 stars. For fans of dark academia, Shakespearean tragedy, and morally complex characters.
The first third is deliberately slow, steeped in rehearsal schedules and Shakespearean jargon. If you don’t have at least a passing familiarity with the major tragedies, some references may fly over your head (though the emotional beats still land). Patience is rewarded, but some readers may find it indulgent. Unlike novels that merely quote the Bard for
It’s unavoidable. Both books feature an elite, isolated group, a murder, and a narrator looking back in guilt. Rio’s novel is more theatrical and less psychological than Tartt’s. If you demand the sprawling, glacial, intellectual density of Tartt, you might find Villains a little too neat. If you want something more propulsive and emotionally raw, you’ll prefer Rio.