Saturday, September 18, 2010

The Deceivers (1968)


A non-genre novel from John D., and a very good one. It's about an affair in suburbia, and what's great about it is how logically it unfolds and suddenly a book that feels slight and frivolous turns into a suspense thriller (of a sort) and then almost a horror novel. It's like a slowly building storm with a terrible end. As usual with anything by John D., the details, in this case the boredom and comfort of a 1960s subdevelopment in the Midwest, make it come alive.

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