Jeff Lindsay is a fluid and engaging storyteller, and Dexter has been a fun character throughout the first two books. In this book, though, Dexter is fumbling around, clueless, with no idea how to solve his problems the whole way through the book. It gets kinda boring, and sister Debs' constant ranting at him adds to that vibe.
Then, literally 10 pages from the end, a few flailing incidents result in the death of one of the bad guys, who were seemingly invincible and omnipotent moments before, and the rest of the bad guys just go away. Problem solved!
I was left with all sorts of questions, and I was expecting to hear more about the remaining bad guys in Book 4, but didn't. Lindsay's formula is getting kind of weak. This is very sad, because I like the premise of the books.
Then, literally 10 pages from the end, a few flailing incidents result in the death of one of the bad guys, who were seemingly invincible and omnipotent moments before, and the rest of the bad guys just go away. Problem solved!
I was left with all sorts of questions, and I was expecting to hear more about the remaining bad guys in Book 4, but didn't. Lindsay's formula is getting kind of weak. This is very sad, because I like the premise of the books.
