Perhaps weirdly I also found the book to be more graphic and detailed in its descriptions of abuse and vulgarity. As such I also found it less exciting (it may not have helped that I knew more or less how it was going to end) because it’s just not something you can think along with and make your own guesses and observations. There is some of this in the series as well, but to a lesser extent. I feel it relied too heavily on the psychic connection between Dexter and the killer, and it was more a matter of Dexter’s subconscious solving the mystery rather than clues and investigation leading to a conclusion. The storyline is mainly the same as the first season of the TV show, with the ending being a notable exception (the same sort of happens in the show but much, much later). But after getting past the first chapter the writing style was toned down a little and I felt at least I could read it without becoming distracted by bits about howling at the blood moon and such. It’s very poetic and kind of out there – it just completely clashed with the Dexter I know and love.
The beginning is quite frankly kind of off-putting. But I had the first three in one big paperback lying around, and I figured I should give it another try. I know the books came first, but when you haven’t read it first, things can often get a little weird. Hall, so I already felt a little iffy about reading the books after seeing the series. I loved the TV series (at least the first few seasons, but don’t get me started on the finale – probably the most disappointing ending ever), and in my head Dexter is the actor Michael C. But the book does start out rather weirdly, perhaps particularly if you’re familiar with the Dexter from the Showtime TV series.
Not an auspicious beginning for a book review, I know. Well, this was not as bad as I had expected.
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