I’m not even sure how to feel. No mystery here – Larson puts it all out there. This is a book about a serial killer and about the Chicago World Fair. The writing was very conversational, which at times could be hard to handle… Especially when Larson described Holmes and his murders. But… It also added to the creativeness of the book itself. How better to describe the doings of a psychopath than my describing his activities in a very casual manner?
Holmes was a terrible person. The World Fair was a perfect back drop for this tale: The juxtaposition of his cunning murders against the ambitions of the Fair’s creators – for environmental awareness, American pride, economic stability – made for a perfect foil.
Not my usual style of book, but very well done. Glad it’s over. Might have nightmares… But definitely worth picking up.