Keene isn’t messing around with this one. It starts off like a bat out of hell and is a nonstop orgy of viscera and violence. I think I may have lived in this complex during one of my 7 years at junior college. Minus, the naked homicidal crazies, obviously, but the neighbors seem strangely familiar. Maybe that’s just the Yukon Jack and mushrooms messing with my mind. It’s hard to say exactly, those 7 years were pretty much a blur. College…good times. (That’s right, JC is college…kind of.)
Anyhoo, I really enjoyed this one from Mr. Keene. The dude tells a good tale and The Complex is definitely better than just a good tale. It is exactly what it should be. While the cast of characters was largely what you would expect, there were a few pleasant surprises, such as Tick Tock, Stephanie and The Exit. In the author notes, Keene mentions several short stories and a novel that The Exit are in so, I will be looking those up for sure.
There better be a sequel to this bad boy, Keene, or you will have some serious splainin to do. Hello Kitty man boobs with the mad clock rhythm better be there too. Just saying.