Chris Carter novels are usually incomparable to other novels in this genre; dark, sadistic killers, twisting plots and likable lead characters. I have read and loved them all. So, when I found that I could pre-order 'The Caller' I clicked the 'add to basket' button hard and fast. When the book arrived I tried to pace myself, but couldn't hold off for very long...
I wish that I had been able to hold off a little longer, because I would still be excited about it, and not as disappointed as I am.
As expected this novel was full to the brim with sadism, blood and gore. The killer was obsessively cruel and I had my nose wrinkled in disgust throughout quite a lot of the novel. But gore alone does not a good crime novel make.
The main reason I read crime novels is because I love trying to work out who the killer is, but that was nigh on impossible in this novel. There was absolutely no foreshadowing and there were no 'clues'. So many reviewers have said "this novel kept me guessing till the end!" and I would totally agree, but it wasn't in a tense, oh-golly-I-thought-it-was-x-and-now-I-think-it-could-be-y-oh-wow-it-was-z, way… it was in a you've-not-told-me-a-bloody-thing-and-I-have-no-idea-what-is-happening, way. Yes, keep us in the dark to an extent we don't want the killer and their motivations unveiled in the first chapter, but reveal these aspects slowly, so that we might piece the plot together ourselves.
Instead of slowly building up clues and foreshadowing, and allowing the reader to connect the dots alongside the detectives, there were only off-page realisations and dots-joined. Garcia or Hunter would suddenly realise something, which would result in one of them - usually Hunter - giving a multi-page explanation about what had been realised, how and what impact this had.
Yes, this did progress the plot, but it made for terrible reading. Essentially whole pages at a time were explanations given by Hunter about his realisations. This removed the reader's required effort to connect the dots, because there were no dots to connect, and so fell rather flat. I would have preferred to see how he came to his realisations and how he followed through, to live it through him. Not to be told about it all second hand without any chance to reach the same conclusions myself.
These explanations also infuriated me when they did happen, because Blake and Garcia - or whoever Hunter was explaining things to - always stared at him blankly, or blinked at him, and it always ended with them not understanding anything and asking for further clarification. Blake and Garcia may not have the intelligence that Hunter has, but they aren't nitwits. They're still high-ranking police officers and should be capable of following Hunter, even if an early explanation is required and then they pick up the explanation and run with it. Instead they look to him like a crime messiah.
I am also ready to start seeing some personal progression now as well. I'm tired of reading and rereading in every book about his past and career and his love of whisky. Yes, he likes a single malt whisky, I know. I want something new to get my teeth into, and I thought that was going to come in the form of ole' victory rolls, but Hunter's encounters with her were flat, lacking progression and repetitive.
There were a number of other annoyances throughout the novel that just further knocked my enjoyment, because it just felt sloppy. Like the spelling errors that were throughout. It just suggested that even the editor hadn't bothered.
The most annoying element was that everyone kept talking to themselves. Again, this felt lazy and like tell-don't-show. Characters would speak out their frustration even though it felt weird and unnatural. Yes, it succeeded in telling the reader the character's emotions or opinion but I'd much rather Hunter punched a wall so we infer his frustration, rather than him sitting at a computer alone saying, "I am very frustrated." etc.
This certainly wasn't the worst crime novel that I've read, but it was certainly the worst Chris Carter that I've read. It felt rushed in both writing and editing, and was all too vague and flat. It didn't tick all of the boxes for me.