Review: Pines by Blake Crouch




Publisher: Thomas and Mercer

Publishing Date: August 2012

ISBN: 9781612183954 

Genre: SciFi

Rating: 3.7/5

Publisher Description: Secret service agent Ethan Burke arrives in Wayward Pines, Idaho, with a clear mission: locate and recover two federal agents who went missing in the bucolic town one month earlier. But within minutes of his arrival, Ethan is involved in a violent accident. He comes to in a hospital, with no ID, no cell phone, and no briefcase. The medical staff seems friendly enough, but something feels…off. 

Review: I am so late to the party on this one. Published a few years ago and made into a T.V. movie (which I missed), Pines, details the captured life of an injured Secret Service agent in a small town.

Ethan wakes up all battered and bruised and recalls a auto accident while on his way to Wayward Pines to locate some missing agents. As I read this, I thought that this guy must be in hell or purgatory. There is this mysterious road out of town that takes you back into town and people that were his contemporaries that are now aged. Kind of like “Children of the Corn meets “The Dark Secret of Harvest Home”.  

High pitched unearthly screams pierce the night and when viewed for the first time, are translucent skinned predators that resemble humans on all fours. I thought, fuk yeah! Agent Burke is being kept in purgatory and the Sheriff is an unearthly demon residing over the town. It gets even freakier when people dress up and murder certain individuals who haven’t accepted the “program”.

Things that didn’t make sense were the computer chips in their thighs and a high voltage fence. Why would you need something like that in Hell? I was pretty much off the mark on this one but still had a really good time reading it. Really good writing coupled with a solid story line and great movement. The character development was a little weak in that the movement didn’t aid in any character reveals. Kind of a “What you read is what you get” type of character(s). Still, I read this in one sitting and enjoyed myself but maybe it was the cigar(s).



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