This book looked interesting enough to start off with (and seemed to be doing a decent pastiche of Watson), but managed to annoy me in two different directions. First of all and chiefly, the author has gone for the oh-so-trendy revisionist take of 'the heroes are really the villains and the villains are really the heroes' ( Read more... )
Secondly, while I was initially impressed by the job the author was doing in reproducing Watson's narrative voice, the suspension of disbelief started to break down when the author perpetrates a series of howlers( Read more... )
As pastiche B-movie mashup thrillers go, it's not badly done. But I've read better Sherlock-Holmes-meets-Cthulu spinoffs and better Holmes fanfic; this one managed to annoy me with its subliminal air of superiority and revisionism. Christian Klaver is no Kim Newman; I didn't *enjoy* "Anno Dracula", but that is undoubtedly a much better book.
Secondly, while I was initially impressed by the job the author was doing in reproducing Watson's narrative voice, the suspension of disbelief started to break down when the author perpetrates a series of howlers( Read more... )
As pastiche B-movie mashup thrillers go, it's not badly done. But I've read better Sherlock-Holmes-meets-Cthulu spinoffs and better Holmes fanfic; this one managed to annoy me with its subliminal air of superiority and revisionism. Christian Klaver is no Kim Newman; I didn't *enjoy* "Anno Dracula", but that is undoubtedly a much better book.