Reminding Me of Me

Joyride is my second Jack Ketchum novel, the first being The Girl Next Door. I’ve come to think of Ketchum’s writing as similar to a punch in the face–simple, brutal and effective. Despite the lurid material with which Ketchum works, despite the fact that most of it occurs “on-camera,” and despite having been considered byContinue reading “Reminding Me of Me”

Fava Beans and A Nice Chianti

I was 15 when the film version of The Silence of the Lambs was released. I loved it immediately. Anthony Hopkins completely owned the role of Dr. Hannibal Lecter, and picked up a well-deserved Oscar in the process. From Red Dragon we have the return of the slimy Dr. Frederick Chilton, Jack Crawford still makingContinue reading “Fava Beans and A Nice Chianti”

The Church of Dead Expectations

With a great title and promising premise, I expected Stephen Dobyns’ thriller to be just that–thrilling. Unfortunately I cannot join the choir of praise surrounding The Church of Dead Girls, because it was tedious at best, and poorly written at worst. Perhaps it’s just the terrible week I’ve had, but I utterly loathed this book.Continue reading “The Church of Dead Expectations”