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5.0 out of 5 stars
FUN AND FASCINATING, January 9, 2003
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This review is from: Curtains of Blood (Mass Market Paperback)
So many Jack The Ripper novels tell the same story over and over. Robert J. Randisi has given us a novel that is both fresh and fun. Most folks know that in addition to writing novels such as DRACULA, Bram Stoker also ran a theater. As CURTAINS OF BLOOD opens, his theater is in danger of closing. To make the play now on stage, Stoker manages to meet the Ripper and get the beast's take on murder--from a killer's point of view. Stoker hopes to enhance the play's authenticity by incoporating these insights. Quite a premise. And Randisi lives up to it, giving us a Victorian London that is as spooky as the house in THE SHINING, and introducing us to many famous people, include Oscar Wilde. CURTAINS OF BLOOD is both fun and fascinating and a great addition to theRipper library.
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5 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Amateurish and undeveloped, January 2, 2003
This review is from: Curtains of Blood (Mass Market Paperback)
Bram Stoker and Jack the Ripper, together again for the first time? Sounds promising, but this rather short novel goes nowhere with the concept. The Ripper consults Stoker several times for no reason that makes sense, and Stoker is--- we are told--- simultaneously fascinated by the Ripper as a prototype of the vampiric Count who is just beginning to take nebulous shape in his notes and imagination, but nothing that Stoker actually does or says, or that the Ripper says or does, in any way reflects this.
All the characters, whether named Stoker, Conan Doyle, or Oscar Wilde, speak in almost precisely the same voice, and with a 1990s US rather than 1880s British vocabulary. Stoker, again for no reason that makes any real sense, starts out as a self-appointed detective hoping to "solve" the Ripper killings, quickly has a red herring dragged across the trail as he fears his idol and mentor Sir Henry Irving is the guilty party, and then abandons his investigation completely not quite halfway through the novel. The Ripper himself never actually steps onto the stage, and we learn basically nothing about him other than that he might feel a kind of spiritual kinship to old Vlad Tepes himself.
Basically, it's a tease and a cheat, a sort of outline of a novel that seemed to hit writer's block fairly early on. There is no sense of time or place, the characters are interchangeable, and nothing whatsoever happens within the framework of the novel other than the historical events we know so well, and which have nothing whatsoever to do with Bram Stoker.
I'd say, give this one a miss.
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2.0 out of 5 stars
Where is this going?, July 4, 2008
This review is from: Curtains of Blood (Mass Market Paperback)
Im really starting to get fed up with Leisure Books altogether. Most are mediocre writers with no skills to develope dimensional characters, interesting plot (if any at all), and believable diolouge.
This book is a prime example. The premise sounds interesting enough, Bram Stoker meets Jack the Ripper, with a couple of other Victorian writers thrown in, but it goes no where. Most of the book is sappy, pointless diolouge.
I give it 2 stars because I liked the idea, nothing more.
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