Pig Island, by Mo Hayder

Mo Hayder at her worst! I've read several of her novels now. Some are really good, others really bad. Pig Island belongs to the latter category. What a disappointment! I won't even attempt to write a synopsis of the story, there is not enough to tell. But I will try to say why I didn't like it. Here we go: 1) The start of the book is really promising, but then it turns into nothing. In fact, very little happens in the whole book. 2) Gratuitous gore is not good writing. In the novel, thirty people get blown up by a maniac. Hayder could have used this to show her writing skills; instead, she wastes precious space in repetitive descriptions of body parts. 3) There is a twist at the end, but I saw it coming from the beginning of the book, and trust me, I'm not good at predicting twists. 4) The main character is boring, unrealistic in his obsessions, and – that's an understatement – impossible to like or care for. I could go on, but I'll stop here. Enough said. I'll give Hayder's novels a rest for a while.