I finished reading Ian McEwan’s “The Comfort of Strangers” this past weekend and am still spooked. But, it was so deliciously and erotically dark that I can hardly lament its disastrous end.
I usually stay away from noir/horror but this novel was short enough for me to enter and exit unscathed. Plus, it offers a valuable lesson: keep clear of unsolicited tour giudes, especially if you are hot.