A COLD MIND [1983] By DAVID L. LINDSEY
MY REVIEW 4.5 STARS****
I finished reading a 1st Edition Hardback copy of Lindsey's A COLD MIND last Friday in the heat of August 2020. It's mind boggling to consider that it was published in 1983, only a couple of years after I relocated to Ohio in '81.
Thirty-seven years ago, let's face it, is a long time, and I realize that it's longer than many members of goodreads.com have been alive. That said, it has been lauded by critics as being "one of the best suspense novels of all time"...(and) "a classic of the genre". Lindsey actually began his writing career around 1983, and by the end of the '80s he had published several novels featuring his fictional Detective Stuart Haydon. Prior to the publication of A COLD MIND [1983] Lindsey had immersed himself in the world of real-life crime and had worked closely with the Homicide Division of the Police Department in his home Houston, Texas. His substantive research and the cooperation of the Houston PD helped to prepare Lindsey for writing about the exploits of his policeman protagonist Stuart Hayden. It is to be noted however that the novel which introduces Haydon would be the one in the series that critics and readers alike would praise for decades to come.
Frankly, I didn't discover this talented author until a few years ago when I came across his International Best Seller the serial killer thriller MERCY [1990]. Naturally the information I stumbled across elaborated upon Lindsey's earlier success with the publication of A COLD MIND [1983]. Lindsey graduated from his immersion in the Houston Homicide Division and as the '80s came to a close he had followed the same path that called out to another author of crime fiction, namely Thomas Harris. Both men were destined to go to Quantico, Virginia and spend time with the brilliant profilers of the day, the stars of the legendary Behavioral Sciences Unit. Harris would emerge and write perhaps the most iconic serial killer thriller of all time (SILENCE OF THE LAMBS) while Lindsey would pen the psychosexual thriller titled MERCY that was destined to make him famous.
Lindsey's earlier works are not available in ebooks, and for that reason I procrastinated for an embarrassing amount of time before I broke down and read both of Lindsey's most well known novels, MERCY [1990] and the classic from decades ago A COLD MIND [1983].
A COLD MIND is an absolutely riveting narrative from the very first printed page. I found it intriguing that the genre listings for this novel on Amazon included Espionage, Psychological Thriller, and even Horror. There is an international flavor to the book in that sex trafficking plays an important role, and while there is nothing supernatural about the novel at its core there is in fact the feeling of absolute raw horror. This was the fourth novel I had read by Lindsey, and his rich characterization, his ability to describe Houston in such vivid detail that the atmosphere itself felt like a living thing, and his capacity to keep the pressure on while the tension continued to mount was no longer a surprise to me.
For those readers of crime fiction who find themselves thinking that there is nothing "original" out there any more, then this book is definitely for you. It has perhaps one of the most unusual, horrifying, and unique premises of any police procedural that I have ever encountered. Stuart Haydon, our protagonist, is not the typical Houston Homicide Detective. He is cultured, independently wealthy, wears expensive imported tailored clothes, and drives a Jaguar. More importantly, he is cursed by bouts of depression which are not fully explained in the course of the novel. The character of Hayden impresses me as intellectually brilliant, an academic, a cerebral thinker, thus prone to painful self-analysis and introspection around the clock. There is a time in the narrative where Hayden is engaged in a social discourse with his wife about the philosophy of Carl Jung and the opinions of Justice Louis Brandeis. Specifically, Hayden refers to the following quote:
"If we would guide by the light of reason, we must let our minds be cold"
He then explains to his wife "...behind these murders we will find a very reasonable man, a man whose mind is so cold that even the passions of murder cannot warm it".
Hayden is as intuitive as he is smart, and he feels the hairs stand up on his neck when he contemplates the nature of the serial killer they are hunting. It is suggested that Hayden has never in his experience encountered a killer who represents the very essence of pure evil in its most naked, undiluted, and basest manifestation. As a reader I did not feel that Hayden's bouts of immobilizing depression and withdrawal were secondary to his failure to heed the warning of Nietzsche ("Whoever fights monsters...". Rather the author appeared to be making the case that Hayden, the hunter of this truly unique monster, yearned to be eye to eye with him and thereby learn more about himself by virtue of the encounter.
In any case, there is a major take away after reading this book. Lindsey managed to craft a novel so utterly breathtaking in its imagery, uniqueness, unrelenting chilling suspense, and its innate horror that it is quite simply, a story once read, you will never forget it. It is in fact I think an anomaly. Why? Because it is the character who is king. The main protagonist is literally responsible for the sensational success or alternately the dismal failure of the book. We readers remember the character(s) in a given book, and very seldom do we tend to remember the plot lines of the story. In this extraordinary example of A COLD MIND, that tried and true axiom is turned upside down and on its head. Simply put, the character of Hayden was not king here, and I did not find the lead investigator of the Homicide team all that sympathetic or compelling. Conversely, it was in fact the STORY that was not only "unputdownable", but unforgettable. It is without question the scariest story I've ever read
The predator in this genuinely chilling thriller is a narcissistic genius, and a sexual psychopath who is in love with the spectacle of death. There is something inherently disturbing and ghoulish about necrophilia to begin with, but our villain is in a class of his own when it comes to his dark, unsettling fantasies, and he is uniquely horrifying in his method of murder. The fate of the beautiful young women in his victim pool is described in grim realistic detail. I won't include any details about how the victims are murdered. I will say that decades before I read this book it occurred to me that this would perhaps be the most horribly agonizing way to die than I could ever imagine. The mechanism of death is what nightmares are made of and the agony the victim suffers straight from the bowels of hell.