The first thing that drew me to this book was the cover. The partially opened door, worn and slightly abused graced my brain with tantalizing clues. What was behind that door? Where did it lead? Was I in store for a subtle horror story, a subtle but still breath-taking sci-fiction novel? The possibilities of that cover, and the title, The Bleak Door was simply intoxicating.
Sadly, I was not intoxicated; I was confused and disappointed. The Bleak Door attempted to weave a taunt thriller where the reader was pulled into an intricate plot of aliens, a new world order, the rise of a new form of thinly-veiled Nazism, and a growing, but confusing rebellion that fails to gain any decisive traction or sense of purpose.
I will say that when the story did provide some action, the description of events did provide well-detailed imagery. A talented artist could easily have drawn very easily from the descriptions provided. Sadly, the majority of the book consisted of the reader being told what happened, or reading it through painfully bureaucratic “missives” from governmental agency.
Perhaps the most disappointing part is that there was so much potential in this book. Any one of the numerous attempted plot lines would have made an enthralling story. However by trying to weave so many of them together the author essentially “threw” the plot and characters at the reader, hoping at least something would stick.
Unfortunately, at least for this reader, nothing did