Review – Schroeder by Neal Cassidy
Synopsis
A gripping new psychological thriller by author Neal Cassidy, SCHROEDER, weaves together elements of the literary thriller/horror genre, stream-of-consciousness narration, and critical social commentary.
When an ordinary young man wakes up in his quiet neighborhood on a day seemingly like all the others, the city he’s lived in all his life has no idea what’s about to befall it once he sets out on a day-long bike ride carrying a purposefully packed backpack and a definitive plan.
Who is Schroeder, and what motivates his brutal killing spree? As he cycles from one victim’s home to the next, keeping pace with the rhythm of a city that burgeons to life under an increasingly dazzling sun exposing both its beauty and vivacity and its dark, dirty, underbelly, Schroeder lays bare his dreams, disappointments, delights, and dismays, establishing himself as a compelling contemporary antihero. The day rolls ominously towards its climax through hectic city streets, lush suburban gardens, stately mansions, and decrepit housing projects, punctuated by Schroeder’s reflections on a society in shambles and a deeply damaged, if not broken, humanity—but not without revealing life’s boundless wonder and infinite possibilities for joy and redemption through moments that are within—and yet tragically beyond—Schroeder’s grasp. A tell-all denouement brings Schroeder out of the shadows of his actions, the pathos of his questions about the kind of world we live in lingering long after.
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Review
I had mixed feelings reading this book. The book’s flow does not appeal to me, and we are led through this town following Schroeder as he kills people for reasons we may not understand. The events are not for the faint of heart; if you have any triggers, do not read this book. However, as we reach the last 5% or so, an explanation for everything is revealed, tearing at my soul. I will not spoil it for anyone who wishes to read the book. While I disagree with Schroeder’s actions, his reasons are one that many could relate to.
Between the killings, Schroder rides his bike around town, and his observations of what he sees are intriguing. Is this part of his delusion? Is this a psychotic break? How can he go on like nothing has happened despite killing multiple people?
This has a Dexter sort of feel to it, and while normally not what I would pick up, the ending brings it full circle.
We give this book 4 paws up.
