A review by kribistibin
The Darkest Evening of the Year by Dean Koontz

2.0

This was cheesy, even for Koontz. I love dogs, and I respect Koontz's sweet descriptions of golden retrievers. But every time the villains popped up in a chapter, I'd brace myself for pages and pages of non-horror. They're mostly just ominous figures, vague attempts to be spooky. Antagonists don't need to be overtly *evil*, but I also don't need to read more than a paragraph of the baddie female painting her fingernails. I don't even want to mention the, er, heavenly aspect to the story. The whole book is unfortunately mostly silly rather than inspiring.