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Post by Scott on Mar 15, 2021 7:24:48 GMT -5
I was looking for something new to read last night and I saw this. It's an audio book only novel that came out last fall. I really enjoyed some of his earlier books so I decided to give it a listen. Haven't started yet, but here's the summary: John Hawkins is counting down his last days as chief of police on the Lone Crow Reservation in the lonely, frigid woods of the Yukon. But when a faceless body with mysterious wounds washes up on the shores of the Porcupine River, he’s pulled deeper in than ever before.
Hawkins and coroner Jacob Littlecorn suspect the disfigured body is that of theoretical physicist Graham Raphelson, also known as the “molecular madman of Trinity College”, who recently disappeared. The two investigators enlist Meg Gilday, a charter boat captain, and Linda Raphelson to examine the place where her husband was last seen alive. There, they find a house infested with more than secrets: bugs wriggle behind the walls, and in the attic sits a bizarre machine cobbled together from toy parts and electrical wire, a device that might be able to tear a hole through the fabric of reality itself. When Meg and Jacob get bitten and someone goes missing, Hawkins realizes that firing up the machine might be the only way to solve the case.
Buzzing with suspense, this dark, gripping mystery from acclaimed horror writer Nick Cutter will leave listeners’ skin crawling.
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Post by GRWelsh on Mar 15, 2021 7:49:36 GMT -5
Sounds like an homage to the story "From Beyond" by HPL. But what is really intriguing to me is the northern wilderness setting. That's different. There is still something scary about being out in the wilderness and cut off from civilization or possibly getting lost, and there aren't many regions where that can happen anymore. Nick Cutter like T. Kingfisher is a very good writer and able to write page turners even when the core concept is not entirely original. I've been helping my Dad pick out audiobooks on Audible so maybe I'll get this for him since like me he listens on his daily walks outside.
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