Some men are not serial killers--they just keep finding reasons, which seem good to them at the time, for a series of murders; Junior, the villain of...
more Some men are not serial killers--they just keep finding reasons, which seem good to them at the time, for a series of murders; Junior, the villain of Dean Koontz's genuinely strange dark comedy of misunderstanding and awful death From the Corner of his Eye suffers from the delusion that he is the favoured child of destiny, and that all he has to do is tinker with reality one more time, kill one more person. He keeps guessing wrong--he thinks that he has to fnid a child called Bartholomew, who is his nemesis; we get to know Bartholomew, a prodigy who loses his eyes to cancer as a child, but can walk between raindrops. Bartholomew is only one of the good people whom Junior's crimes bring together--for a book with as much mayhem as this one contains, it is one which has a surprising confidence in the provident ability of the universe to bring the delightful out of the horrible, the wonderful out of the disgusting. Dean Koontz has always been one of the more interesting writers to operate in that strange area where sf, horror and the thriller blend and merge; here he further blends and mingles tragedy and comedy, the sacred and the profane. --Roz Kaveney
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