Strangers

Koontz tries to do his best Stephen King imitation in Strangers, but falls short.

Whereas King weaves his supernatural elements into the very core of the book, in Strangers it feels more like a cop-out.

The first part of the book is intriguing... repressed memories, night terrors, an unknown event that links all of the main characters together.

Then Koontz loses me: A government cover-up? UFOs? Really!?

Whose idea was it to tack-on this bad-idea-of-an-ending to what was a promising beginning? What started out with so much potential fizzles quickly. As a reader, I felt cheated. I went through all of that... for aliens!?

I chose to read this book between semesters - my one leisure read for months, so needless to say, I was severely disappointed: “No, no, no... please take this book back and return it to me with a proper ending.”