Monday, March 5, 2012

I Am Not a Serial Killer



John Wayne Cleaver has always known he wasn't like everyone else, but when his therapist diagnoses him as a sociopath, his uniqueness makes more sense. His obsession with fire, his interest in dead bodies (from rodents in the backyard to corpses in his mother's mortuary) and his inability to feel sad when he knows he ought to. For example, when someone starts killing members of his small town, he knows he should feel sad but instead he is enthralled. This is the closest he's ever come to murder and stopping the serial killer who is plaguing his town becomes his obsession. It's his obsession but not out of compassion but rather, out of curiosity. Will John be able to come close to cold-blooded murder without unleashing the monster within himself?

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