Thriller, Horror - novel
TBR Reviewer: Mark
For several decades now, two local serial killers have possibly been working alongside each other in the Portvale area; killing prostitutes and slaughtering the indigenous homeless who are unlikely to be missed. One of these is known as The Dockside Ripper, the other is referred to only as The Portvale Slasher. But Police also suspect that at least one other killer may or may not be working alongside them, copy-catting their crimes.
The notorious Cunningham family have long been suspected of their involvement in the killings but nothing has ever been proven. Until now......suddenly, pieces of the jigsaw begin to be put together as the truth about this very scary family finally comes to light.....
This is an interesting book and a quite compelling read that quickly pulls you in and gets you hooked pretty much even from the opening chapters. Starting with an account by an esteemed Clinical Psychologist detailing her unique experiences of the Cunningham clan, and more specifically twin brothers, Charlie and Caleb. The book then goes on to tell the main part of the story from Caleb Cunningham's perspective as he regales the reader with the truth (?) behind his crimes and the true history of his disturbed family and his very dark
At times, this book is a difficult one to read. It quickly becomes apparent that Caleb is a Sociopathic Psychopath suffering from chronic delusions and possible hallucinations and, as such, this makes him a very untrustworthy narrator at times as the edges between what is real and what is only perceived swiftly become blurred. But that said, there are equally moments when this book is impossible to put down!
Unfortunately, by the time we reach the books climax, the whole thing has begun to get a little stale and tired. Without giving anything away, there is no real resolution to the novel, no attempt at closure and the whole thing just kind of..well....ends. This is okay but, with a book such as this, it doesn't really leave the reader with any real sense of satisfaction.
This book kind of reminds me, in places, of Bret Easton Ellis' American Psycho but not as well written and nowhere near as clever. That said, it was enjoyable but the flat ending inevitably made me reduce my rating from a 4 down to a 3! For all the things I did like about it, there were an equal amount of things I didn't but I wouldn't say it was a bad read just rather a bit of a disappointing one. To my mind, for a book about serial killers, there just wasn't enough blood, there wasn't enough gore and there certainly wasn't enough nastiness! And the whole blurring between reality and delusion only served, for me, to muddy already cloudy waters.
This was one of those books that I really wanted to like but instead, ended up feeling rather neutral about. It was alright while it lasted then, but wasn't something I would feel compelled to read again.