Side "gore" nothing to envy to the previous installment of Franck Thilliez that I read recently, namely "Train denfer for Red Angel". I would say that "The House of the Dead" ballast maybe more. Kidnapping for ransom, two molten rolling foot to the floor in a déoliennes field and collide with a man, killing him instantly. A briefcase containing two million euros in small bills. The discord between the two sinstalle speeders. Mentally ill, the abductor, who has seen and wants to recover money from the ransom. Thus begins a crossover curious. Diagram any trivial amount that could be the starting point of a thriller or of a classic thriller but with Thilliez, none of this because the kidnapper is a bloodthirsty psychopath who will help lead the author to the reader into the depths of the human soul that can have more sordid, more creepy. A journey to the heart of the universe of torture. Despite the surge dune sadistic violence to provoke a chain of high-le-heart, we come again through the talent of Thilliez to overcome his distaste for being carried by a permanent suspense. At the same time, it is a hymn to the Northern Region and a perfect reproduction of the country atmosphere of the settlements that are offered to us. My second Thilliez will not be disappointed but my jaspire for my next reading, something more soft, just to give me time to digest the overflow dhémoglobine and suffering that overflows this thriller that seems to have been written with the range of a embalmer.
