This book could have used a little more uumph (if you know what I mean).
I always forget how far Mr. Koontz can go with his descriptions of a scene or a memory or a person or just about anything he gets started on.
I accidentally put this audio book back a chapter and was throughly reminded of the excessive details Mr. Koontz feels compelled to convey. It became clear how incredibly, mortifyingly long it took for anything to happen in this book. It's a good story but it needs something more thrilling or urgent to compensate for the meandering ultra-descriptions.
The reader is very good except for his attempt at the voice of the female villan. The voice and inflection he gives her are terrible. She sounds like a stupid, valley-girl, mall-rat, goth attempting an immitation of a smokey-voiced lounge singer. Not to put all of that on the reader, that character is written very poorly too. Just not as intimidating as a villan in her place could have been. She was almost funny, thoroughly irritating, and absolutely not scary.
Other than that, Odd Thomas is still a unique and interesting character. It was nice to see a little more of his life but it seems like he could have shared a little less description and a little more suspense.
Even though the performance of this book was excellent, I believe this is the worst book I've purchased in about 10 years. It disappointed from begining to end. It is made up of constant protracted descriptions of the "Innertown" and "Outertown" and the factory and it never goes anywhere except to an extremely unsatisfying ending.
This is a very entertaining book. The narrator is excellent. Altogether worth more than the asking price.
I listened to American Gods several months ago and enjoyed it a little more than Anansi Boys but this is still an excellent and independent sequel.
Anansi Boys is a little less hard-edged than it's predecessor and it's a take on a classic theme of self-realization and role-reversal but it is well and uniquely crafted.
I'm very glad that I spent my money on it.
I've been a fan of Dean Koontz since the first time I read Strangers and have read most everything he has written under all of his pseudomyms. That said, someone really needs to EDIT his work. The last few books that he has written have rambled on and on in their descriptions but this book was the ultimate in frustrating restated description. The story could have been really good if he didn't go into deep description of the same idea or thought process 4 or 5 times. I found myself shouting at the narrator, "OK we get it!!". It's almost as if Mr Koontz thinks that we forgot what he wrote 5 pages before and have to be reminded, in great detail.
The plot was not bad but some brevity would have benefited the book. Even if it had to be cut down to a novella, it would have been worth the shorter read (listen) not to have to endure the repition.
First, this isn't even close to Grisham's finest work. It builds some expectation toward a good twist and then declines down to an old fashioned, much repeated, morality tale. The romantic/criminal law portion of the book saves it from being completely unworthy of reading but it ultimately doesn't save the story. It's almost like Mr Grisham got well into writing the story and couldn't think of an original (good) way to end it.
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