While most of the people I know are perusing Steve Harvey’s book, I decided to travel a few hundred miles to enter the land of kimonos and yen.
Beginning with Japan’s ‘Stephen King’, I read The Ring. Koji Suzuki originally wrote about a male reporter who investigates the strange death of his wife’s niece and her friends after they view a mysterious video. Anyone who has seen Naomi Watts in the US version would be surprised at the ending to the book.
There are no creepy kids in the book.
Suzuki is also the author of Birthday, a follow up to The Ring. I was not too impressed. I tried to read Promenade of the Gods but was turned off by his amateur sleuths.
The Cage, by Kenzo Kitakata, was another white knuckle page turner. The story of a seemingly mild mannered supermarket manager forced to confront a past he THOUGHT he left behind was great. Worth an evening or two of time.