Dead End Tunnel

I dunno man. I feel like I’m missing something here. Every page of this book just rings hollow. I don’t think I’ve ever SEEN a novel with descriptions this bizarre and tedious. There’s just something seriously off about the way some passages are written in this book, like:

”The story, acting, special effects, and especially the gore were all top-notch, and as the cast of characters descends into madness, murder, and mayhem, it just gets darker and darker until it’s chilling finale.”

or:

“I ran into my room, put my shoes on, and grabbed my fitted Nike hat, making sure to spin it backward before unlocking the left side sliding glass door and stepping onto the stone pathway that ran parallel with the house until making a turn into the driveway.”

or this gem:

”The twins, as I called them, hardly ever referring to them individually by their real names, Jill and Jenny, were, to me, one entity.”