Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk has Carl Streator, a journalist, who while researching sudden infant death syndrome, comes across a African poem, that when read out, kills people. Along the way he teams up with Helen Hoover Boyle a real estate agent, who sells and resells the same haunted houses, for a tidy profit. She knows the culling song too. Her assistant assistant Mona, who is a wiccan, and Mona's boyfriend Oyster. Oyster likes to blackmail businesses by threatening class action lawsuits for non existent issues.
All this sounds like the premise of a pretty decent book. Unfortunately, what we get instead is a lazy book. The plot is thin. The characters and the dialogues are terrible. The book resorts to cheap tricks to pad it thickness, uses list of words, repeated sentences, whose sole purpose is to occupy space. You don't like or hate the characters, you just don't care about them.
Avoid this.
Rating: 1 / 5; Skip it.
