2.5 stars - rounded up to 3.
I’m struggling to review this book, as my thoughts about it are as all over the place as the content in this book is.
Christopher Berry Dee is happy that you’re reading this book, but not as happy as he would be if you read his other book ‘Talking with Serial Killers’; which he happens to mention in absolutely every single chapter. It got to the point I was actually waiting for it with every new chapter ...’wait for it, where’s the reference....oh there it is!’ Here’s one of the many, many references to it:
These are the questions I began ruminating over as I wrote a single chapter on Lee for Talking with Serial Killers – first published in 2003 and still going great guns in paperback even today.”
Eek. Cringe.
Berry Dee also seems to have a lot of controversial feelings and isn’t afraid to let them pour out all over his chapters. He does this about: people being interested in serial killers, the penal system, criminals themselves, and even the police. It’s often hard to know whose side he’s on as he contradicts himself so much. On the one hand, he explicitly hates films that focus on murderers that exploit the tragedy for entertainment and for financial gain...and on the other he’s writing multiple books about exactly the same thing for the same reasons. Did I mention he has another book...’Talking with Serial Killers’?? Here’s a snippet of his explosive feelings on the subject:
“What a morbid exploitation of a real-life mass murder The Amityville Horror and all of the sequels truly are. It is akin to desecrating the graves of the dead and upsets me deeply. I sometimes wonder whether, if some of these exploitative filmmakers had lost a loved one under such terrible circumstances and viewed the broken body in a morgue, they would have been so quick to exploit the deaths of others.”
hmm, although I’m sure your books on the same incidents are better right?
He also believes prisons are ‘too nice’ and everyone wants to be in them:
“The problem in the UK these days is that prisons are made so comfortable that many of the inmates are anxious to return.”
Not forgetting also this nugget:
“Some would argue that it’s only since the removal of hard labour that a culture exists where a little, mindless thug who is in prison for almost beating a granny to death, is up on the roof having been denied his TV privileges with a lot more like-minded cretins ripping off the slates, behaving like monkeys in a zoo and pissing over everyone who is trying to put out the fire they have just started. “
I feel like I’m engaged in a conversation with a skinheadded far right know it all down the pub at this point.
These are his feelings about homeless people preferring to have somewhere safe to stay at night:
“Just before Christmas each year it’s not uncommon for the courts to see an increase in down-and-outs heaving bricks through off-licence windows or some similar premises. Off they go to prison where a warm bed awaits; Christmas dinner with all of the trimmings; a medical check and treatment ‘as required’; dentistry; a new set of civvies and a nice handful of cash plus a travel pass to wherever they want to go upon their release. “
I’ll be honest, I struggle to feel warmly about anyone who feels this way and I really don’t see what the relevance is to movies about serial killers. He does have another book though...’Talking with Serial Killers’.
This isn’t where his opinions stop though, whether welcome or not. Next up is women’s looks:
“ disfigured women will most like commit suicide, especially if the damage is really severe. Although I believe that millionairess Jocelyn Wildenstein, aka ‘Catwoman’, is still modifying her bizarre facial appearance to this very day, I’d put money on it that when the sun starts to rise in the morning she truly wishes she could reset her face to its factory settings – proving that money cannot buy everything.”
Wow.
His thoughts on ALL serial Killers:
“Fully emerged criminal psychopaths have no conscience because, in place of a moral compass, there is a black hole.They are unable to feel any compassion at all for other human beings and they kill with the same lack of concern as one might swat a fly. Furthermore, they do not genuinely regret any of their dreadful crimes, rather they boast about what they have done and revel in the attention caused by their sins.”
Really....literally all people who kill are exactly the same?
Don’t worry though, Berry evens his feelings out with his thoughts on the cops that hunt these morally devoid humans down:
“Homicide cops never admit their mistakes – even those that have cruelly sent innocent people to their executions, and that is a fact, too.”
Right. A fact. Mhmm.
You maybe wondering at this point whether there is any reference to any serial killers or movies in this book. There are, and there are some good bits on how real life crimes (potentially) inspired some of the big films about famous killers. A lot of this is just the author’s own thoughts though, rather than definite fact. Some bits were easier to get on board with, like the background of The Silence of The Lambs film and some similar true life crimes, but others were just really random conjecture by the author and tedious at best. At one point he can’t remember if he is saying Se7en is based on true life crime...or not...
“Seven , like The Silence of the Lambs, is a compilation of true crime, real-life events all rolled into a cinematic feast of horror.” ok so it is?
“Somewhat unusually for Hollywood, what we have here is not a compendium of real-life murder, but a selection of Biblically alleged sins that can hasten one’s demise.” oh wait...so it’s not?! Right.
When talking about the movies he references, we get a little bit of a reference to a real crime and then a lot of Christopher Berry-Dee’s personal review/critique of the film itself. At the end, the movies he starts reeling off with reviews aren’t even about serial killers any longer...just films with a Bit of crime in them that he personally likes. To be honest I come to goodreads for reviews, I don’t really want to read books full of one persons personal reviews.
Similarly when discussing crimes in the book, it doesn’t always relate to any form of movie. In fact it often veers off into the author’s memories of meeting with murderers and serial killers. All of them available in his other book ‘Talking with Serial Killers’ no doubt. In fact, if that’s the case why aren’t I just reading that one...rather her than reading about how good the book is with all the information that isn’t in this book, the one I’m actually reading...?
In fact some of this shameless recounting of his memories and bigging up of himself, is just so outright cringey it’s hard to read. I’ll give you some snippets:
“Over the years, I have written extensively about Mr Gacy, the result of which the Des Plaines PD presented me with a beautiful blue crystal mug decorated in gold – something not every writer receives.”
And this
“This particular case brought tears to my eyes. In fact, so upsetting was it that I took to the bottle, and everything taken together it made me quite ill. Now you don’t hear that from a former Royal Marine ‘Green Beret’ Commando every day, do you? Indeed, at one point during this time I asked myself, ‘Could this be a man/woman sentimental issue clouding my otherwise very detached thinking?’
In fact, perhaps the cops should be listening to Berry-Dee more, considering he knows best:
“From the very moment Dennehy entered prison I have warned the authorities that she will try and kill again. I believe it is only a matter of time before she does. I base this on her track record of violence.”
Thank god you’re around Berry-Dee, I’m sure they wouldn’t have a clue otherwise right?
The book feels rushed together, and loses focus all over the place. At times it’s about movies, at times it’s about serial killers and at other times it’s just Berry-Dee talking about himself and recounting his experiences. Which all incidentally are covered in his other book - ‘Talking with Serial Killers’. The focus on whether he’s talking about the movie or the real crime is sometimes completely blurred and mashes together which makes it very difficult to keep up and the paragraphs are all over the place. There was often no real evidence or substance to the claims he was making, However, I kind of enjoyed the bits that were clearly attributable between real killers and the famous movies about them.
I have a big list of movies to watch now anyway....and I have a strange urge to read another book...titled ‘Talking with Serial Killers’....weird? Must have read about it somewhere.
Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for an arc in exchange for my honest (sorry) review. As Hitchcock once said, and is quoted in this book:
“‘Ask a working writer what he feels about critics is like asking a lamppost what it feels about dogs.’ “