“‘Looks as if we might be standing hip-deep in gasoline, and someone just struck a match.’”

As another reviewer had mentioned, you kind of always know what you’re going to get with Koontz: fast action, soulful exploration (a bit tedious), a couple Plain Jane All-American Protagonists, and, most importantly, the good guy always wins. However, evil gets to be evil until usurped and, surprisingly, the touches of darkness in “Mr. Murder” were a hell of a lot more violent than I’d expected going in. The charming secondary and tertiary characters made up for the joyless parts of the plot, in true fashion: the man makes humans human real good…and bad. 

The MC was so dorky, and I know this was Koontz’ self-masturbatory “Secret Window” bullshit, so I feel a little bad, but god it was easy to say, “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if the bad guy, uh…won?” Another example of Koontz creating badass love interests that should 100% be the main character instead. At times, the prose in “Mr. Murder” became a little sticky, and running through sentences meant potentially losing a shoe to the muck, and having to go back and retrieve it. 

3/5 This wasn’t the most batshit Koontz I’ve read, but it had its moments!