Monday, 20 October 2025

 

Never Flinch, by Stephen King.

 


            Shy, middle-aged proprietor of Finders Keepers Private Detective Agency Holly Gibney has become a firm favourite with tens of thousands of King fans after several hair-raising semi-supernatural adventures in which she found courage and determination that her domineering mother (since deceased, thank goodness!) would never have thought her capable.  Now she has firm friends and a viable business:  life is good – until a woman is found murdered on a popular lakeside path.

            Holly is friends with Izzy Jaynes, one of the detectives in the local police department; Izzy respects Holly’s skills and promises to keep her name out of sight – which is very much a part of Holly’s ethics:  at this stage they are just batting the breeze and swapping ideas – until another body is found, with a name on a piece of paper clutched in its hand, just like the first.  A serial killer is operating, and as the bodies mount up the names turn out to be those of the   jury in a long ago murder trial who found the accused guilty of child sex abuse.  He was subsequently murdered in prison by another inmate, then exonerated posthumously when new evidence (which should have been collected at the time) was found.

            The whole city is buzzing with the scandal, and to fuel the flames, a wildly controversial feminist is on tour of mid-west centres – she loves audience confrontation, thumbing her nose and middle finger at all the religious right-to-lifers:  she’s ready to die for the cause!  Which she doesn’t – but her hapless assistant has bleach thrown in her face and avoids anthrax by the merest whisker.  Oh well, Okay then, it’s time to hire a bodyguard.  And she decides on Holly (who never applied for the job but is perfect because she hides successfully in crowds and no-one is more observant).

            Last but never least, Sista Bessie, an acclaimed soul and blues singer is starting her mighty comeback tour in this very same city in the very same venue on consecutive nights – with a serial killer operating too, so the suspense should be unbearable.

            But it isn’t.  I think this is one of King’s novels that has missed the mark;  as always his characters are well-drawn but we know who did what, and when too soon, and there are a number of mini-spoilers every now and then that (in my exalted opinion) didn’t need to be there;  everything got slowed down as a consequence – BUT!  Stephen King is still the relentlessly honest chronicler of today’s Trump America, and ‘Never Flinch’ succeeds for that reason alone.  FOUR STARS.