The problem with The Brown's Chicken Massacre is a simple - but critical - one: it lacks a determined focus.
The story itself is a tragedy, a look into the extreme cruelties man is capable of inflicting upon others, for no reason other than to "do something big" (as one of the two accused men had stated shortly after killing the seven employees in Palatine, Illinois Brown's Chicken franchise back in 1993). It also portrays the nine-year suffering undergone by the surviving relatives and loved ones after at least two sources close to the murderers refused to come forward with their knowledge, although they had known of the information for close to a decade.
The book delves into (all too briefly) the lives of those killed. The picture-perfect portrayals of the men and woman murdered does no service to those who never knew them (as human as they were, this book serves only to gloss over their noted traits, almost deifying them, and thereby making them attain a standard by which the rest of the world cannot honestly relate). The bulk of the text looks into the aftermath of the tragedy from a local historical standpoint, with irrelevent details about other cases, people, and hstory thrown in for filler.
This is not to say that the book did not need to be written, for a tragedy of this magnitude ought not to be forgotten, or left as a brief piece on yellowed newsprint. But the subject matter - in fact, the people involved - did deserve a more thorough treatment by the author.
Perhaps the real problem arises from the fact that the killers were, at time of press, not seen at trial (in fact, only in recent months have the murderers been sentenced by a judge, while this book saw release in 2003). Or perhaps the extensive time delay between the incident and the arrests proved to allow for too much passage of such detail.
Though not a badly-written book, per se, it does suffer the same short-fallings of a large number of other true-crime books, which is that of extraneous material not relevant to the the case, and the lack of proper point-of-view, either that of an outsider, of law enforcement, or family member / loved one. The overwhelming sense is one of exploitation, although it is clear that the author's intent was far from such base interest.
Maurice Possley is a good writer. It is unfortunate that this book is not amongst the best of his written materials.