I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy...
That's where the story begins. Not the bottle, but a discussion about lobotomies. And neuro-psych major Melvin Frink, gets a compliment from his idol, the head of neuro-psychiatric surgery, Professor Stanton.
Afterward, Melvin will get on his bicycle to meet his mother for lunch, but an accident will put him in a coma for more than three years.
This opening chapter tells us a lot about the main character - meek and geeky - with an overbearing mother who controls every aspect of his life.
But when he finally wakes from his coma, he is angry. Very, very angry - a personality shift brought on by the trauma to his brain.
* Look, I can't blame him too much. I'm not a morning person either. In fact, when I wake up and I hear the song WALKING ON SUNSHINE, I feel like I want to take a baseball bat to the first perky person with a sunny disposition I see. So imagine how it must feel after three years!
But Melvin is about to take control of his life. And with his new sociopathic tendencies, he would go to any means necessary to achieve it.
Well, let's start with my general thoughts on this story:
It got incredibly dark incredibly fast. This is the type of story that will upset sensitive readers. And while it is not gory, it deals with some very dark subjects.
The fact that Melvin has this dysfunctional relationship with his mother is not rare in the world of murderers or serial killers.
What popped into my head early on was the case of the German cannibal Armin Meiwes. (No, this story is not about cannibalism). While his case was very controversial and made headlines world-wide, it was because his victim was willing to sacrifice himself - it can't really be called murder if you look at it from a certain point of view, but that's a different discussion for a different time.
The reason he popped into my head was because his mother was also overbearing and it was only after she died that he gave in to his fascination with eating another human being.
Of course, we can also look at Edmund Kemper, who ultimately killed his mother and nine other people, while also becoming a necrophile. He blames almost everything he has done and what he became on his mother, and her abuse of him.
But, in the end, there is an even more famous serial killer with which I can closely compare this story - Jeffrey Dahmer. And the reason for this is a simple one:
Like Dahmer, even though he had horrible urges and did awful things, at the end of the day, Melvin didn't want to be lonely anymore. You have to look very deep to find it, but there is sympathy for this character as well.
I liked this story, it just ended a little abruptly for my taste, but I can recommend it to psychological thriller readers who can handle the depravity.