The Deceased

Rating:
Summary: pic something else
Review: well, the writer wasn't that bad. i sensed talent. but all in all, no. some boring stuff here, coming in too lengthy intervals. for some reason i never really believed in the characters, psychologically they seemed wrong, or the way they acted or talked seemed wrong. the writing was too much "B" at times, and too simple.

Rating:
Summary: Straight to Madness!
Review: With an urge for some mind-blowing horror and a touch of insanity on the side, I opened this book with an unhealthy need for pure evil. So, with my soda on hand, I dimmed the lights and stoked the fire. When I finished, I not only had a bad case of paranoia, but also a newfound respect for Picirilli.

Twisting at each turn, The Deceased manages to intrigue and horrify. A plot so convoluted, you find yourself bound and screaming for more. The only problem being that it perplexes you almost to the point of bailing out. It never manages to hold you while maintaining at best a simple touchstone. So remember to prepare to be thrown with no rope in sight. Opening right into the action, the pace is erratic and unavailing. I suggest you keep a paper bag available at all times should you become light headed.

The characters had almost no backstory, no real insight into who they are in depth and it worked so well for this book. The characters actually feel secondary to the events in the story and that was absolutely genius. With a hallucinogenic atmosphere, Picirilli manages to coat the air with confusion and a serpentine reality. So laden was it, that you feel as if your walking through a blinding fog. Abandoning structure of any kind, the author's style of writing is still one of the best and sadly least celebrated. With an elegance almost forgotten today, he writes with grace and always succeeds to be original.

I give this book a 4 Pack the suitcase, console your mother, this is a book that will not only terrify you; it may lead you straight to madness!

Rating:
Summary: Straight to Madness!
Review: With an urge for some mind-blowing horror and a touch of insanity on the side, I opened this book with an unhealthy need for pure evil. So, with my soda on hand, I dimmed the lights and stoked the fire. When I finished, I not only had a bad case of paranoia, but also a newfound respect for Picirilli.

Twisting at each turn, The Deceased manages to intrigue and horrify. A plot so convoluted, you find yourself bound and screaming for more. The only problem being that it perplexes you almost to the point of bailing out. It never manages to hold you while maintaining at best a simple touchstone. So remember to prepare to be thrown with no rope in sight. Opening right into the action, the pace is erratic and unavailing. I suggest you keep a paper bag available at all times should you become light headed.

The characters had almost no backstory, no real insight into who they are in depth and it worked so well for this book. The characters actually feel secondary to the events in the story and that was absolutely genius. With a hallucinogenic atmosphere, Picirilli manages to coat the air with confusion and a serpentine reality. So laden was it, that you feel as if your walking through a blinding fog. Abandoning structure of any kind, the author's style of writing is still one of the best and sadly least celebrated. With an elegance almost forgotten today, he writes with grace and always succeeds to be original.

I give this book a 4 Pack the suitcase, console your mother, this is a book that will not only terrify you; it may lead you straight to madness!