Christopher Wallace

It does not often happen that a book completely eludes me, but The Resurrection Club is a good example.

The book has a confusing structure, consisting of narrative interspersed with interviews and so-called 'file notes'. The names of the main characters are not introduced until far into the book, and I simply never recovered from the initial confusion (and unwilling to reread, although I did go back, but simply could not catch on). The novel seems to skit between different genres, detective, horror, etc. Besides the confusing structure, the book also introduces different typographical fragments, and makes excessive use of italics.

It seems the author is completely obsessed with his tale and deceit, but unable or unwilling to present his material in an accessible to the reader.… (mere)