Once again, Koontz catches your attending and doesn't allow travel in this fast-paced, curiously religious novel. In The Face, Koontz intermixes existent life panic with the supernatural, leaving the reader to cope with world even as they bask the bang of a great novel.

Former police force investigator Ethan Harry Truman have left the streets to work as a security adviser for one of the brightest stars in Hollywood. Expecting to meet your garden-variety nutball, Harry Truman is stumped by a stalker who directs threatening messages in pictorial form. Since the menace is implied rather than stated, the police force have got no ground to affect themselves, leaving Harry Truman to calculate out the threat. However, he is distracted when a friend's dead organic structure go forths the mortuary – apparently by his ain power. What follows is an eery twenty-four hours filled with unusual happenings.

Also cardinal to the novel is immature Aelfric "Fric" Manheim, 10 twelvemonth old boy of the film star in Truman's charge. Virtually abandoned by his glamourous parents, Fric word forms a stopping point human relationship with Truman. Ultimately, it is up to Harry Truman and his off-kilter defender angel to protect the male child from one of Koontz's evilest antagonists, an nihilist by the capricious name of Corky who experiences it his duty to sough pandemonium wherever he goes.

Koontz is a maestro at weaving the occult into his narratives and making them believable and realistic. I love the manner he plays with decease in this novel, and the oddnesses of Truman's gangster angel. The connexion created between Fric and Harry Truman also touch the heart. Somewhat surprisingly, the friendly relationship between adult male and male child is the lone emotional play; Koontz neglected to add the romanticist angle typical to his novels, although the narrative is no worse off for it.

Once again, Koontz have created realistic fictional characters that prosecute the reader and touching the heart. The chemical bonds between Harry Truman and his friends are admirable, and the motives behind their actions are fully believable. I make battle with Koontz' portraiture of Corky, only because I can't believe anyone could be so completely evil. That said, his behaviour and motives are plausible, and while occupied in the novel, completely believable.

When true motive and love is revealed, we come up to understand the depths of forfeit that friendly relationship can inspire. Koontz successfully depicts the human face of both true immorality and true saving grace without overdoing it, leaving the reader uplifted. The Face is a antic read, another great narrative told by the master.