No Conscience by Phil M. WilliamsMy rating: 2 of 5 stars
This book was one I struggled to finish. It was just too quirky—too far left of center for me to find any real pleasure in the reading. The characters, particularly Wes and his mother Mary, are, from the start, just a shade of strange. There’s initially nothing overt, though Wes is portrayed as a spineless, immature young man with anger issues bubbling just below the surface, always threatening to boil over and destroy him. It’s more than that though. He was written in a way that made it near to impossible to either find interest or fully invest in him. As a reader, I found myself stepping back, fearing that he was about to implode. Mary Shaw, Wes’ mother, is also vaguely disturbing. It’s as if the author merged the perfect mother with a smidge of Joan Crawford, then threw in a little Norma Bates for good measure. It’s difficult to explain without spoilers, but the discomfort while reading is real, making this one unenjoyable and off-putting. The conclusion was just the icing on the “hell no” cake.
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