Dean Koontz had begun the Frankenstein story as a TV show, but creative differences took the show in a direction Koontz didn't want to go. The first novel was co-written by Koontz and Kevin J. Anderson, although the newest printing finds Anderson's name absent from the cover.
Prodigal Son introduces us numerous characters. There is a serial killer known as the Surgeon loose in New Orleans. Detective Carson O'Connor and her partner Michael Maddison are charged with tracking him down and bringing him to justice. At the same time Victor Frankenstein, now known as Victor Helios, is creating a master race to take over the world and create order and perfection. Frankenstein's first creation, Deucalion has come to New Orleans to bring his maker to an end. Frankenstein's wife, Erika, is struggling to understand hope and her limitations. A few other types of Frankenstein's 'New Race' are displayed in this first of, so far, three novels. While they are physically superior and emotionally blank they are stuggling with their humanity, or lack thereof.
Having read almost every one of Koontz's novels I found this one to be quite different. The writing style was so obviously not his. It was lighter and simplistic. Koontz's influences were still there, apparent in the character dialogue and his fascination with autism and man-made monsters. I enjoyed the book, will definitely read the next two.
Prodigal Son introduces us numerous characters. There is a serial killer known as the Surgeon loose in New Orleans. Detective Carson O'Connor and her partner Michael Maddison are charged with tracking him down and bringing him to justice. At the same time Victor Frankenstein, now known as Victor Helios, is creating a master race to take over the world and create order and perfection. Frankenstein's first creation, Deucalion has come to New Orleans to bring his maker to an end. Frankenstein's wife, Erika, is struggling to understand hope and her limitations. A few other types of Frankenstein's 'New Race' are displayed in this first of, so far, three novels. While they are physically superior and emotionally blank they are stuggling with their humanity, or lack thereof.
Having read almost every one of Koontz's novels I found this one to be quite different. The writing style was so obviously not his. It was lighter and simplistic. Koontz's influences were still there, apparent in the character dialogue and his fascination with autism and man-made monsters. I enjoyed the book, will definitely read the next two.
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