My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I have a bias towards Stephen King and a bias against the "who-dunnit" genre. King has been scaring and entertaining me for almost three decades, and while some of his work is uneven, his latest novels have been very good. So I cracked the spine on Mr. Mercedes with high expectations, all of the lights turned on and the doors locked. Within a hundred pages I realized I had been duped into reading a mystery. The first part, according to King's Facebook page, of a trilogy.
It was much the same feeling I had while reading JK Rowlings "Cuckoo's Calling."
I read King and Rowling for their ability to create different realities and place their characters into difficult situations. If I want a mystery I can watch 20/20 or Dateline or the news. Murders and crime happen everyday. That is reality. Many people read to escape reality and in the case of Mr. Mercedes all we have is a fat retired detective, his lawn boy sidekick, and a bad guy who spent way too much time breast feeding as a toddler. Very little drama.
If you like the mystery drama this may be a "goodread" for you. But don't worry about things that go bump in the night, or the cat door mysteriously opening and closing, Mr. King seems to have kept all that to himself this time and the reader is not better for it.
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