Head Case Signed Edition

Bonansinga, Jay

ISBN 10: 0684849313 / ISBN 13: 9780684849317

Published by Simon & Schuster, 1998

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Bibliographic Details

• Title: Head Case Signed Edition
• Publisher: Simon & Schuster
• Publication Date: 1998
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 0684849313
• ISBN 13: 9780684849317
• Binding: Hardcover
• Condition: New

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Synopsis

Suffering from amnesia, a patient known only as John Doe is hunted by cops who think he may be a brutal killer, but when a beautiful private eye decides to help, they both find out the truth may be even more sinister

From Kirkus Reviews

Second swiftly paced suspense tale by Bonansinga (The Killer's Game, 1997), with thefts from several top-flight suspense films, but old-hat, jejune, stale, flat, dreadfully familiar--and unweeded, seedy. What can you say about a writer who blissfully downloads one hack phrase after another: ``This damn insomnia was making him crazy. . . . The sound of it was driving him nuts. He badly needed a change of scenery,'' etc., etc. That's writing? That's typing. So nameless one wakes up in a hospital, his memory wiped out by amnesia. (Now, which Graham Greene thriller was that? Ministry of Fear?) Those bits of memory that do return are really neither here nor there: his fondness for Tanqueray gin and Marlboros. Then the guy's picture is printed in a newspaper and his so-called brother shows up at the hospital to talk with him, but instead tries to shoot him. Anonymous escapes from the hospital, steals a van, and sells it, using the proceeds to hire Jessica, a private eye, to find out who he is. He holes up like Harrison Ford (The Fugitive) while Jessica uncovers scraps about his background. They go to a motel room where, as the one and only John McNally, he'd wrapped himself up in booze with a ghastly bunch of photos of bloodily violated bodies. He's Psycho- -a real Norman Bates head case? Or even a Hannibal Lecter? But further bits of memory trickle through eventually, revealing his interest in method acting and his rehearsing, once upon a time, for Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. Meanwhile, the killer, waving deadly weapons, is on their heels as, under hypnosis, McNally recalls that he's actually a clinical psychologist who digs into criminal behavior by drowning himself like Brando in a killer's character. Then don't the scalpels glitter and the blood drops fly. . . . We didn't much like The Killer's Game, either, and this one goes downhill from that. -- Copyright ©1998, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.