So, did I mention that I watched Godzilla King of Monsters, and it is batshit crazy?
I watched because Millie Bobbie Brown was in it, and some days you just want a movie with monsters and not much else to think about. It is a movie where everything but the kitchen sink got thrown in. I mean, there’s a Hydra. A HYDRA. And Mothra, who is actually kind of beautiful. And many more Titans, that all need to be woken up with the flimsiest excuse, that would have worked better if the person waking up would just admit to being crazy instead of doing it for the benefit of all mankind. If you’re going to bring the crazy into a movie, own it and don’t shy away from it, seriously.
Well, I supposed I wanted a movie that didn’t make me think a whole lot, and I kind of got what I asked for?
So yes. Do you have any type of movie that you like that make no sense, but you just do? Guilty pleasure movies?
A brutal murder.
A heinous secret.
A deadly conspiracy.
The brutal murder of the little old lady next door puts FitzHugh Donovan on the case. A retired New York City Police Chief, he knows a cover-up when he sees one and his Irish Cop conscience can’t let that happen.
Now, Fitz, his family and his quirky band of Bleecker Street Irregulars are ensnared in the bizarre secret the woman died to protect.
Is this a cold case turned hot again, or an unspeakable conspiracy that could alter the course of history?
Fitz doesn’t yet know how high the stakes are, that failure isn’t an option, and that the little old lady was so much more than she appeared. But he’s trying to keep everyone alive long enough to find out.
Characters you’ll care about, dark shocking secrets, and disturbing similarities to today’s political scene, will keep you turning pages to an ending you won’t see coming.
First, Bleecker Street Irregulars — I immediately thought: modern day Sherlock? More like: modern day Sherlock-like maybe? Then, I finished the blurb and here’s what I thought: how on earth can a little old lady’s death affect the course of history? I like the unexpectedness of that!
“How far would you go to get your daughter back?
It’s been twelve months since Alison Miller-Juul’s world fell apart when her six-year-old daughter, Amalie, drowned. Twelve months of sympathy cards, grief counselling and gritting her teeth, but it’s still only the vodka and pills that seem to work.
Alison no longer cares about anything. She can’t smile at her step-son, she can’t answer her friends’ texts, she can’t even look at her husband. All Alison wants is Amalie back.
Then she learns that the girl who received her daughter’s heart lives just a few streets away. Unlike Amalie, this girl has a future. She’s alive because Amalie’s heart beats for her. And in the darkest recess of Alison’s brain, an idea begins to take shape…
Whew. I did not expect a story about grief to end on such a damned creepy note!
When you’re the son of a serial killer, you can never escape your past.
William MacNary was eight years old when his father went to prison. Since then, he’s carefully built a life as a family man and a private banker for the wealthy. He tries to forget that his father dismembered and photographed thirteen women. And he tries to forget those exquisitely composed photos of severed hands, heads, and feet that launched the “murderabilia” art market.
William has not spoken to his father for thirty-one years. No one at his tony bank knows whose son he is. Not until his wife’s colleague is murdered and carved up in the same way his father would have done it.
All the evidence points to William. And only one person can understand the copycat killer–the monster William hasn’t seen since he was a child.
Fathers and sons and serial killers — sounds twisted AF right? What more could you ask for!??! GIMME.
A hair-raising, atmospheric thriller from the acclaimed author of the “ripping good” (The New York Times) novel Three Graves Full, inspired by the real-life unsolved theft of a seventeenth-century painting.
In less than half a minute, a home-security camera captures the hidden resolve in fourteen-year-old Carly Liddell as she fends off a vicious attack just inside her own front door. The video of her heroic escape appears online and goes viral. As the view count climbs, the lives of four desperate people will be forever changed by what’s just barely visible in the corner of the shot.
Carly’s stepfather is spurred to protect his darkest secret: how a stolen painting—four hundred years old, by a master of the Dutch Golden Age—has come to hang in his suburban foyer. The art dealer, left for dead when the painting vanished, sees a chance to buy back her life. And the double-crossed enforcer renews the hunt to deliver the treasure to his billionaire patrons—even if he has to kill to succeed.
But it’s Carly herself, hailed as a social-media hero, whose new perspective gives her the courage to uncover the truth as the secrets and lies tear her family apart.
Another blurb that grabbed me for one reason — Carly fending off an attack and dealing with the social media fall out — and ends somewhere else entirely and hooks me even more. Yes, I love it when blurbs do that!
A fast-paced mystery where Murder on the Orient Express meets the Tour de France–someone’s killing off cyclists one by one.
There are riders willing to die just to win a single leg of the Tour, careening downhill at a suicidal ninety kilometers per hour; now I know there are also riders ready to kill for it.
Marc, a French-Colombian professional cyclist with a military past, is on an elite Tour de France team led by his best friend, Steve, an American star and a favorite to win this year’s Tour. But the competition takes a dark turn when someone begins eliminating racers in a series of violent “accidents,” and all the remaining athletes become suspects. Marc agrees to help the French police with their investigation from the inside, but as the days progress, the dangers grow, and the number of potential murderers–and potential winners–shrinks. In fact, if there’s any team that has been favored by the murderer’s actions, it’s Marc and Steve’s. Who can Marc trust? Who should he protect? As the finish line approaches, Marc must decide what he’s willing to risk for justice, victory, and friendship.
Does anyone remember the movie The Program? The movie about Lance Armstrong and his cheating? It was totally engrossing and gave a look into a world I didn’t understand. Which is why when I saw this, I was curious enough to read more — and like the idea of a Murder on the Orient Express meets the Tour de France. Who knew a mystery on a bike race could sound this good?