Finally got around to reading one of Grady Hendrix’s super-popular novels. I’d been wondering if he was really good or just good at irresistible concepts, and shit yeah, he’s really good.
I was entertained start to finish—the book lives up to its cover art—and extra credit goes to the character work. Amid the technicolor supernatural mayhem, I cared about the central friendship. The last chapter focused on the emotional aftermath of the human story, and that kind of thing is always at risk of feeling forced. Here it felt natural and earned. Will definitely read more Hendrix now.
