A crisp suspense story with understated polish.
A serpentine piece of suspense about one man settling a demented personal grudge while wiping out a good portion of a tony resort community.
The eastern end of Long Island, N.Y.–playground of the superrich–is no stranger to squalid crimes, but the sexually charged murder of the detective chief’s friend was truly heinous. “After thirty-two years in the business, you’d think I’d have seen it all,” says Chief James Griffin. “Much to my ultimate regret, today would prove that I hadn’t.” Those 32 years have made Griffin a tad hard-bitten (“You know it’s going to be a shitty day when you’re [sic] best evidence is a pile of puke,”) and they also allow him to say things like, “I smell a rat,” and get away with it. The villain is a well-drawn slimeball still smarting from having been ousted from his wealthy Jewish family due to his homosexuality. He’s deeply resentful of his culture, yet most of all plain greedy. As the cast of characters grows and the twists in the plot become knotty (sometimes ethically), Keith plays his cards close to the vest, showing them only as needed to maintain pace or keep the action coherent, gradually putting flesh on the bones of the story. The writing is lively and polychromatic, and the tale wild, though thoroughly possible, with a satisfying tactical-operations element. There are a few ham-handed segues, including a passage in which the protagonist declares, “I am not one for nostalgic rumination,” whereupon he launches into nostalgic rumination with sure-footed gusto. Further, by the time readers are fully up to speed on Griffin’s background (his impoverished childhood, stint at Brown University, brave military career, meteoric police career, trouble with drink and rejection of power and glitter for a small-town detective life) he may be a bit too perfect a piece of work. Soon afterward, though, the author executes a crackerjack denouement, and readers will love him for it.
A crisp suspense story with understated polish.Pub Date: May 10, 2008
ISBN: 978-1-4196-9962-7
Page Count: -
Publisher: N/A
Review Posted Online: May 23, 2010
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
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A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.
Are we not men? We are—well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z(2006).
A zombie apocalypse is one thing. A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Brooks places the epicenter of the Bigfoot war in a high-tech hideaway populated by the kind of people you might find in a Jurassic Park franchise: the schmo who doesn’t know how to do much of anything but tries anyway, the well-intentioned bleeding heart, the know-it-all intellectual who turns out to know the wrong things, the immigrant with a tough backstory and an instinct for survival. Indeed, the novel does double duty as a survival manual, packed full of good advice—for instance, try not to get wounded, for “injury turns you from a giver to a taker. Taking up our resources, our time to care for you.” Brooks presents a case for making room for Bigfoot in the world while peppering his narrative with timely social criticism about bad behavior on the human side of the conflict: The explosion of Rainier might have been better forecast had the president not slashed the budget of the U.S. Geological Survey, leading to “immediate suspension of the National Volcano Early Warning System,” and there’s always someone around looking to monetize the natural disaster and the sasquatch-y onslaught that follows. Brooks is a pro at building suspense even if it plays out in some rather spectacularly yucky episodes, one involving a short spear that takes its name from “the sucking sound of pulling it out of the dead man’s heart and lungs.” Grossness aside, it puts you right there on the scene.
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.Pub Date: June 16, 2020
ISBN: 978-1-9848-2678-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Del Rey/Ballantine
Review Posted Online: Feb. 9, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020
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Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.
A woman accused of shooting her husband six times in the face refuses to speak.
"Alicia Berenson was thirty-three years old when she killed her husband. They had been married for seven years. They were both artists—Alicia was a painter, and Gabriel was a well-known fashion photographer." Michaelides' debut is narrated in the voice of psychotherapist Theo Faber, who applies for a job at the institution where Alicia is incarcerated because he's fascinated with her case and believes he will be able to get her to talk. The narration of the increasingly unrealistic events that follow is interwoven with excerpts from Alicia's diary. Ah, yes, the old interwoven diary trick. When you read Alicia's diary you'll conclude the woman could well have been a novelist instead of a painter because it contains page after page of detailed dialogue, scenes, and conversations quite unlike those in any journal you've ever seen. " 'What's the matter?' 'I can't talk about it on the phone, I need to see you.' 'It's just—I'm not sure I can make it up to Cambridge at the minute.' 'I'll come to you. This afternoon. Okay?' Something in Paul's voice made me agree without thinking about it. He sounded desperate. 'Okay. Are you sure you can't tell me about it now?' 'I'll see you later.' Paul hung up." Wouldn't all this appear in a diary as "Paul wouldn't tell me what was wrong"? An even more improbable entry is the one that pins the tail on the killer. While much of the book is clumsy, contrived, and silly, it is while reading passages of the diary that one may actually find oneself laughing out loud.
Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.Pub Date: Feb. 5, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-30169-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Celadon Books
Review Posted Online: Nov. 3, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 15, 2018
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