I’ve gotten to this book too late. This book is so much part of the popular culture that you didn’t even know you knew spoilers.
In my case, I truly didn’t know much beyond Janet Leigh’s infamous shower scene (no, I’ve not seen the movie either), and for the longest time I didn’t know if she lived or died. Eventually I did sort of ‘know’, not because I knew the fact, but I guessed it must have been inevitable.
Which brings me to this. Finally I’ve managed to get to this book, and if I had been living under a rock this would have been a 4.5 star book (as it stands, I’m living under a giant mushroom. Almost like a rock, but not entirely). By the first quarter of the book I guessed the twist, and while the book still managed to hold my attention throughout, the punch in the gut feeling the book would have delivered was gone.
Bloch put in clues all throughout the narrative that hinted at the final discovery. If you ever want to experience everything Bloch had intended for his audience, in what is undoubtedly one of the finest horror stories ever, you should stay away from all reviews. Including this one. Oops.
p.s. No, I was not scared reading this book. Sigh. Where is the book that will genuinely scare me? Fiction, please, not real-life stories – I’m a wuss.