Jonathan Kellerman – The Museum of Desire


New York Times best seller Psychologist Alex Delaware and detective Milo Sturgis struggle to make sense of a seemingly inexplicable massacre in this electrifying psychological thriller from the number oneNew York Times best-selling master of suspense.

LAPD Lieutenant Milo Sturgis has solved a lot of murder cases. On many of them – the ones he calls “different” – he taps the brain of brilliant psychologist Dr. Alex Delaware. But neither Alex nor Milo are prepared for what they find on an early morning call to a deserted mansion in Bel Air. This ones beyond different. This is predation, premeditation, and cruelty on a whole new level.

Four people have been slaughtered and left displayed bizarrely and horrifically in a stretch limousine. Confounding the investigation, none of the victims seems to have any connection to any other, and a variety of methods have been used to dispatch them. As Alex and Milo make their way through blind alleys and mazes baited with misdirection, they encounter a crime so vicious that it stretches the definitions of evil.

Author: Jonathan Kellerman
Narrator: John Rubinstein
Duration: 11 hours 13 minutes
Released: 20 Apr 2002
Publisher: Random House Audio
Language: English

User Review:

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Typical Kellerman with the attendant array of his esoteric knowledge and litanies of encyclopedic artistic (this time painting not music) genres.

A bit more “gory,” offset by excellent pacing to break up the bloody canvas. This time, I sensed no lag, no break for windy backstories defining or justifying Rick and Robin. The narrative remained focused.

Throughout, I kept feeling the ominousness of a crescendoing AXL Pendegast episode, which is a good thing, but suggests either Kellerman’s “slip is showing,” or, to be more generous, that perhaps JK paid a little homage to his partners in crime.

The story. I tire easily of cliche. The foundation of the crime and its characters could have gone awry — in fact, I wrinkled my nose when the first suggestion showed up. Gradually, I let go my predictions, and while appropriation of the subject matter IN FICTION does weary me when done poorly, this was more about the fiction with enough truth to remind: Never Forget.

The characters (victims and perps) were a tad infantile and overdrawn to be so, I presume. The opening cheaper almost had me throwing the putative “book” out the figurative “window” until the limo door opened.

Loved the grocer, hated all rest of them. I do wonder if this is the artist’s (Kellerman) way of showing how he may dislike these kind of people. Even the unfortunates, except for the Caribbean limo driver had nobody who loved them or missed them or suffered from their heinous demise — Expendables?

Normally I finish these books in one or two sittings, but this one took me longer for variety of reasons, and I also admit that I wanted it to last a bit longer. Once the connections linked up and I knew the what of what could have led to the bloodshed, the rest was backstory and not in a lazy way.

If you are already a fan, you will be glad to have read this one. If it’s your first JK, you will become a fan.