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Average rating3.1
The definitive account of this serial murderer, based on sixty hours of personal interviews with Ramirez himself. New edition includes interviews with women who have asked to contact Ramirez since the book was first published, and a "death row interview".--From publisher description.
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the cringiest serial killer.
He's seen as the coolest, most bad ass, attractive serial killer but he is so cringe and I get second hand embarrassment from him.
he's like “ah shoot me now, I don't want to go to jail pls mr jailer, just kill me. I want to die“ but also he's always like “pls don't kill me please I want to live in prison, no death sentence pls :((( omg I don't deserve this :(“
Dude is weird. Glad he is dead!
Died at age 53 but he deserved to die earlier as his prison time was actually quite pleasant to him because of all the insane women who sent him nudes and letters, so much so that he had no room in his cell for all of them so he had to get people to put them into storage for him.
He should've had a worse prison sentence.
Wow, what a wildly inappropriate way to end a book about a serial killer who raped and murdered women: a spotlight of “dumb women” who write to Ramirez that the author can't help but define by how they look (one looks like Jessica Rabbit, one is overweight but “somehow” still attractive, and on and on). He even goes as far as to imply that a woman who wrote to Carlo saying she was a psych student interested in studying Ramirez was obviously obsessed with him and wanted to bone him like all the others. I understand being confused and maybe even grossed out by women who are sexually attracted to convicted serial rapists and killers, but to essentially end a book about one such notorious serial killer with “omg look at allllll these stupid women, here are their names and what they look like, the dumb bitches” is, as I said, wildly inappropriate. Oh and then to talk about how that killer is living it up in prison with all the ladies fawning over him and enjoying all his porn... You couldn't end a book about a rapist serial killer in a worse way.
As for the rest of the book, it's okay. I don't think I meshed well with Carlo's writing style or voice. He did that thing that I hate in true crime books, which is referring to the infamous killer whose name is on the cover only by pronouns. I mean, we know who the killer is, why the forced attempt at adding mystery? I don't think I would have finished this book if I didn't switch to the audio. The trial portion, which I normally find very interesting, was too detailed and included quite a few things that added nothing to the overall narrative.