The
Collector
John
Fowles
Review
by Zorena
Four
Stars
Summary
Withdrawn,
uneducated and unloved, Frederick collects butterflies and takes
photographs. He is obsessed with a beautiful stranger, the art
student Miranda. When he wins the pools he buys a remote Sussex house
and calmly abducts Miranda, believing she will grow to love him in
time. Alone and desperate, Miranda must struggle to overcome her own
prejudices and contempt if she is understand her captor, and so gain
her freedom
My
Review
I
found this book far more horrific than Silence
of the Lambs which
had a some similarities. You really didn't need the addition of
skinning a victim alive to be frightened by this story, just getting
into Clegg's mind was enough. Seeing him justify each abuse and each
irrevocable step was chilling. He tries to pass off each violation as
his way he shows her love not as the psychopathy that it is. The
darkest form of obsession.
The
writing is some of Fowles best and he uses it to make you really feel
for Miranda and cheer at her attempts for freedom and feel just as
crushed when she fails. The plausibility of the plot is one of the
biggest creep factors of this book.
I'm not that fond of horror stories any more and it's mostly due to the expected gore or grossness value. There are few books that are written like Fowles novel these days and it says something about what we want out of our entertainment. Which I find as disturbing as I find the main character of this book.
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