Review: Finders Keepers
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This book had it’s usual Stephen King start – methodical and engaging and just when I thought I had had everyone in his place, the story ramped up and there was more action than I was initially ready for. Then I couldn’t turn it off!
You know that dragon kiddie roller coaster at Cedar Point with its undulating waves that are clearly only thrilling if you’re six – imagine not realizing that after the enthusiastic molehill, the tracks disappear into a portal and suddenly you’re in the red car of the Gemini, and you weren’t planning on racing the blue car, but there’s no way you’re letting it beat you to the bottom – 3 coney dogs with extra chili and onions sitting in your gut be damned.
You’re terrified, you’re about to pee your pants, but you throw your arms up into the air anyway and let out a maniacal whoop!
It was like that.
Finders Keepers is part 2 of a trilogy, but you don’t need to have read Mr Mercedes to catch up. I don’t think this will be true for #3.
I won’t pretend I’m waiting patiently for it.
Finders Keepers gets squeamish towards the end and as usual you fear for just about every – even the bastards that you’d like to see run over by a bus, but it was worth the trip.
This review is for the audio version, and while Will Patton was a little inconsistent towards the end, he’s my next favorite to read King next to Guidall and the late Frank Muller.