![]() ![]() Whether it's a victim's eyelids sewn shut or a decayed human finger dangling from a wind chime, Koontz provides enough horrific detail and gross-out gore to turn a pathologist's stomach.īut it's the scene in which Mr. The author also makes prodigious reference to the heroes and villains of pop-culture violence.Īnd you can't avoid Koontz's numerous, gratuitously gruesome glimpses of the killer's craft. This is just the first of many heavy-handed ironies, dualities, dichotomies, mangled metaphors (a pack of Doberman guard dogs become lethal when they hear the name Nietzsche, passive when they hear the name Seuss). And try not to wince at the trite irony of the killer raping and murdering a psychology student on her bed, beneath a scowling poster of Sigmund Freud. Never mind that the killer, a satanically handsome gent named Edgler Foreman Vess, has just annihilated a picture-postcard California family. You know you're in for some seriously revolting scenes when Chyna Shepherd, the unlikely heroine of Dean Koontz's appropriately titled new thriller, "Intensity," secretly observes a blood-drenched serial killer devour a spider - alive. ![]()
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