This book is a bit too whack-a-doodle even for a UFO book. Even for me! And I love these kind of books usually. I find the mythos of UFOs and the abduction phenomena make for enjoyable reads that fill me with all kinds of ideas for original fiction. This book however...where shall I begin?
The Watchers relies heavily on the drawings of the main female "witness," and is comprised mostly of transcripts from hypnosis sessions conducted by the husband of the alleged witness. Mm hmm, okay. So not only are these transcripts so bad that they need pictures to show you what she's rambling about, the fact that her husband is the one guiding her through these memories makes it all the more unbelievable. I mean, when I read this crap I want to sort of think that possibly maybe it could have happened, you know? This book sucks the fun right outta that!
"Betty" herself is completely unsympathetic as a character (yes, I'll call her a character) - a parody of the archetypal abductee (right down to her religious fanaticism!). The fact that the author buys into everything she comes up with - without hesitation or question - further spoils this reading for me. I mean come on!
I don't know why I even continued on with the second half of the book, but I did, unfortunately. The book's second half serves up the author's own hypnosis sessions! Didn't see that one coming. Seriously, reading his rambling sessions with all of the parentheses highlighting his "gasps," and "sobbing uncontrollably" kind of made my skin crawl.
I'm a bit disappointed my boy Whitley Streiber wrote the intro for this. I love his books because he takes most everything with a grain of salt. His books are creepy - believably creepy. You know, I want to believe. This book just makes me want to kick something.