In the depths of the Maine woods, the wreckage of a plane is discovered. There are no bodies, and no such plane has ever been reported missing, but men both good and evil have been seeking it for a long, long time. What the wreckage conceals is more important than money. It is power: a list of names, a record of those who have struck a deal with the devil. Now a battle is about to commence between those who want the list to remain secret and those for whom it represents a crucial weapon in the struggle against the forces of darkness.
The race to secure the prize draws in private detective Charlie Parker, a man who knows more than most about the nature of the terrible evil that seeks to impose itself on the world, and who fears that his own name may be on the list. It lures others, too: a beautiful, scarred woman with a taste for killing; a silent child who remembers his own death; and a serial killer known as the Collector, who sees in the list new lambs for his slaughter. But as the rival forces descend upon this northern state, the woods prepare to meet them, for the forest depths hide other secrets. Someone has survived the crash. Something has survived the crash.
And it is waiting....
©2013 John Connolly (P)2013 Simon & Schuster Audio
Say something about yourself!
Apparently, after I took that Ambien and went to bed, I got up in the middle of the night and not only ate a bag of chocolate chips, I also logged on to Amazon, read the exhuberant testimonials about this book, navigated my bumbling self over to Audible, and downloaded this gem about some detective named Charlie Parker -- whom, in this 11th adventure, takes on the armies of the Fallen Angels..... (I vaguely remember the chocolate chips).
I wasn't going to admit to this book--but, it has sat in my library with a reminder to write a review, like a scarlet reminder of my folly--I have to get it off my chest (and the melted chocolate chips). My apologies to Parker fans, but wwhhhaaattt a weiner. Maybe the other 10 volumes about this Parker guy are incredibly good, but this 11th Mystery reminded me of a decent book I read by Jim Butcher--except Butcher acknowledged his detective worked both sides of reality. Connolly was trying to sell me that these heavenly rejects were working this world--the whole legion going about their evil-for-what-purpose?? ways under the radar, with the lone wunder detective taking them on. Mind you, I was now awake and conscious listening to this sh-tuff. There were more knots and twists and supernatural characters than a drug-induced nightmare. With only about 1 1/2 hours to go to find out whether the world survives...I decided to call it quits, take an Ambien and go to bed (hide the keyboard and chocolate). Sorry Parker fans (don't hate--maybe suggest a better Parker read). And to those of you that likewise depend on chemical aid to fight bouts of insomnia...stay off the computer and out of the kitchen! If the FDA gets wind of this, forgive me for adding ammunition to their fight to lower your Ambien prescription.
yes I enjoyed it. The pacing was great. I would certainly forewarn that at times Parker can be a bit gruesome but it is a demon/ghost story
I am still in awe of John Connelly and this amazing series. such detail, richness and imagination. It is an honor to have such a writer among us.
I won't comment on the story, since I don't have the context to evaluate it. This is the 11th in a series I'm not familiar with, and I tried it anyway because the premise looked intriguing. That didn't work out, but fair enough.
It might have gone differently with another narrator. Jay Snyder has the same bombast as Kevin Pariseau and Marc Vietor -- theatrical, inclined to thrilling voices and phony drama, squeezing every phrase for things to express; not much concerned with the overall shape of a passage, or in fact with anything past the sentence level. What you actually want in a narrator, in contrast, is someone who puts his ego aside and tells the story.
For example, there are sections in The Wrath of Angels that have a specifically Irish voice. Snyder imposes himself on the material so heavily that you really need to use your imagination to reconstruct it.
It is about the same audio or print.
It made me laugh at some points in the book.
I really don't know.
Frankly, I couldn't ever get into the story....it was so wierd and boring.
Disppointed... a thriller it was not.
Not worth listening to.
he is no longer writing dectective novels. the story is now more science fiction.
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