Good book? Hell, yes. Good Stephen King book? Absolutely. When judging it purely as a thriller, that will depend on taste. The truth is that King transcends genre...
In its blunt method and clumsy misdirection, “The Confabulist” fails to nurture this interaction of minds — the only real magic there is.
In this latest crisis, waves of wild magic are flowing from Rachel’s ley-line, causing charms to misfire, often with devastating results...A great ride in and of itself, rather than simply a buildup to the finale, which is sure to be whiz-bang.
...any reader expecting to have the hell scared out of him is asking a lot of The Troop. Page after page of rambling backstory does nothing to advance the plot, and the characters are so paper thin that reaching the end of the book without remembering their names, or who did what to whom, is rather easier than wading through the 368 pages.
Ione deftly moves through the complicated, imaginative plot with clarity and flair. Sexy, creative, darkly fanciful and chock full of action, devilry and intense emotion.
Koontz fans shouldn’t be disappointed, especially with an optimistic and unexpected conclusion mirroring his theme. Something different this way comes from Mr. Koontz’s imagination. Enjoy.
The dialogue in this book becomes a little stilted now and then, but it's also quite clear overall that since she's put her Jesus novels behind her and taken up this new pagan series, Anne Rice herself seems to have undergone quite a transformation.
...these are the only niggles I can find, in a long book – longer than any of Fleming's – and don't let anyone tell you Bond's been rendered "PC"; the quiet snobberies and sexism are there, just a little less obnoxiously so. Apart from anything else, it's simply a bloody good thriller. A triumph. Bond is back.
In the end, Doctor Sleep is indeed a sequel to The Shining, but stands on its own two feet as another in the long line of classic King night frights.
Bursts of action are sometimes lost in a muddle of superfluous backstory, and between these two extremes, de la Cruz struggles to find her footing.
Vividly imagined fight scenes, clever use of obscure mythology...make this a rare treat, only hampered by the complexity of the pre-existing knowledge required to fully appreciate the developments and conflicts.
All in all, I would have liked this book to be about Anna and Jack. Instead I got a road novel about Myron and Carl and their various unpleasant habits...I strongly recommend that you spend your money on something else.
Beukes is particularly good at garnering sympathy for Harper’s female victims, creating deep characterizations in only a few pages, so that they come across as more than just fodder for a psychopath’s mission.
Fans of Victorian and/or quirky mysteries will find much to enjoy and will likely be willing to forgive the book's substantial flaws.
The novel doesn’t rush to its final gory confrontation; instead, with a poetic intimacy in his metaphors and detailed back stories for his key characters, Percy’s narrative shifts to a cabin...and there they face monsters on all sides — and so do we.
Bonus points for being smart and having a young woman as a heroine who doesn’t need saving herself. Fun for all ages, though maybe with a PG warning.
In addition, we find the wistful, nostalgic tone—a Bradbury trademark—and his preoccupation with children and the most child-like of technologies: namely spaceships, human-like robots...
This well-known story marks the beginning of perhaps the greatest, possibly most influential, and certainly the most world-famous Victorian English fiction, a book that hovers between a nonsense tale and an elaborate in-joke.
...Briggs makes you believe that in a world full of monsters, Mercy can more than hold her own.
Third in Brett’s once-projected five-installment—now swelled to six—Demon Cycle...Obvious ancestry aside, and though the book is dense and a touch too busy, it’s capable fantasy.