
Your Heart Belongs to Me - Dean Koontz
Review created: 01/03/09(updated 01/03/09)
4 of 4 people found this review helpful.
A good read, worth losing a few hours sleep over. Not his best but far from his worst!
The terror of this novel is not in monsters or creeping things, it is in "this could happen" - with a friendly spirit thrown into the mix, perhaps.
This is the tale of a heart transplant recipient, Ryan Perry, for whom things were golden until his sudden illness - and now things are not as they seem. Oh, the body accepts the heart readily enough but strange things are brewing and conspiracy rife. Soon he can trust no one, when he finds himself stalked by the seeming donor of the heart he received. The question is, who did what to whom? Who is involved and who is innocent? Yes, I guessed the ending but I always do! I won't ruin it for you.
I read this one straight through, as I always do with Koontz and King. No sleep, no food, no life, just read until done.
The wonderful thing about Dean Koontz is that his characters are so finely fleshed-out, their angst is real, they dazzle with insight or humor, there is justice and injustice, good and evil. He delves into the depths of all.
I've dog-earred dozens of pages in every novel he has ever written, just to reread his wonderful insights into human nature. To remind myself.
He's a writer who makes you stop and think. One who makes you question.
Dean Koontz and Stephen King are my favorite contemporary writers of horror. Although they do not strictly write "horror", you will find all of their novels in the horror section at the bookstores.
This is not true horror, I think; it is more like many of Koontz and King's novels, a preying on the everyday fears that can so easily come to pass. King's novel "The Cell" that I reviewed is in a like vein.
I really think there should be more genres listed these days, or, perhaps, just sub-gengres: Between Horror (the frighteningly IMPOSSIBLE or at least IMPROBABLE); Possible True Life Horror; Sheer Gore; Horror Sci-Fi. The lines are becoming blurred for me these days.
Maybe it's age catching up with me.
That said, they each have their better works - and their lesser ones, as is true with all "art"; be it old and new Literature, old and new Music, Painting, Sculpture...and the value of the art's beauty is always up to the individual, "in the eye of the beholder", so to speak.
Thus, "one man's trash is another man's treasure".
I probably need to flesh this one out more, I just hate to give away plots. Let me know what you think! :)
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