Carson Mills, the lair of the Evil

This reading was terribly disturbing for me, I did not find any pleasure in following the obsessive madness of sexual whack as part of a small American town. So naturally we think of Stephen King (who has no equal to depict Hicks), but Mr Chattam wanted to go beyond the master by forcing the line. Honestly it's heavy and sometimes indigestible.

As soon as one moves away from the character Jon Petersen, one discovers the routine of a small town in the Midwest, in Carson Mills, his community, his Sheriff, religious beliefs and buried secrets. A more common table, almost idyllic, true to its roots, though behind the scenes is more bitter, painting remains exotic and rather pleasant to discover. However, this was not enough to erase all those horror scenes, described in a pompous and disgusting style, where you feel voyeur and moved. Frankly nauseous.

Read aloud by Antoine Tomé, this story seems even more abject and distressing (imagine the rape scenes emerge from the dock iPod! ... Super uncomfortable to listen). Also this drive to control Audiolib evil female voices and the voices of children. We should think about an alternative.