Chelsea Cain has supposedly just written the first fictional portrayal of a female serial killer. The main character of this opus is Gretchen Lowell, who USA Today describes as brilliant, blond and beautiful. How come every fictional serial killer is so brilliant?
Since when do brilliant people look out at the possibilities that life offers and decide that killing a bunch of people seems like the best choice? Why aren’t these brilliant people starting internet companies and vacationing in the South of France? Jeffrey Dahmer, David Berkowitz, these people never struck me as brilliant.
How about a book about a really stupid serial killer, one who botches their first hit and winds up getting shanked in the shower at San Quentin? There are plenty of people out people out there who deserve to be killed for valid, sane reasons. Can we stop glorifying these butchers of randomness?