Synopses & Reviews
“[A] dark, bloody triumph...convincingly mad, alternatively even-tempered, hallucinatory and cackling...the books characters are great, its race to capture the murder is beautifully tense, and it has one of the best twists I can remember in any recent historical thriller.” —
The New York Times Book Review
“Absolutely riveting....Authentic in tone, well researched, and darkly atmospheric of Victorian London, this historical thriller combines the quiet plausibility of the psychopath in Thomas Harris Red Dragon (1981) with the menacing tone of Kenneth Camerons The Frightened Man (2009).” —Booklist
The electrifying new thriller from New York Times bestseller Stephen Hunter takes you deep inside the mind of the most notorious serial killer of all time: Jack the Ripper.
In the fall of 1888, Jack the Ripper slaughtered five prostitutes in Londons seamy Whitechapel District. He did not just kill—he ripped with a butchers glee—and then, after the particularly gruesome slaying of Mary Jane Kelly, he disappeared. For 127 years, Jack has haunted the dark corners of our imagination, the paradigm of the psychotic killer. We remember him not only for his crimes, but because, despite one of the biggest dragnets in London history, he was never caught.
I, Ripper is a vivid reimagining of Jacks personal story entwined with that of an Irish journalist who covered the case, knew the principals, charted the investigation, and at last, stymied, went off in a bold new direction. These two men stalk each other through a city twisted in fear of the madmans blade, a cat-and-mouse game that brings to life the sounds and smells of the fleshpot tenderloin of Whitechapel and all the lurid acts that fueled the Ripper headlines.
Dripping with intrigue, atmosphere, and diabolical twists, this is a magnificent psychological thriller from perennial New York Times bestseller Stephen Hunter, who the San Francisco Examiner calls “one of the best storytellers of his generation.”
Review
“Add Sherlock Holmes, deductive reasoning, a classic frame-up, spot-on Cockney dialogue, erudite social observations, and pervasive anti-Semitism, and Bob's your uncle. Hunter solves the crime, and the Prince of Wales wasn't the culprit.”—Kirkus Reviews
Review
“Intriguing… details such as the ingenious speculations about the graffiti message that the murderer left on the night he slaughtered two prostitutes are sure to fascinate Ripperologists.” —Publishers Weekly
Review
“Absolutely riveting. . . . Authentic in tone, well researched, and darkly atmospheric of Victorian London, this historical thriller combines the quiet plausibility of the psychopath in Thomas Harris Red Dragon (1981) with the menacing tone of Kenneth Camerons The Frightened Man (2009).”—Booklist
Review
“[A] dark, bloody triumph . . . convincingly mad, alternatively even-tempered, hallucinatory and cackling . . . the books characters are great, its race to capture the murder is beautifully tense, and it has one of the best twists I can remember in any recent historical thriller.”—The New York Times Book Review
About the Author
Stephen Hunter has written eighteen novels. The retired chief film critic for The Washington Post, where he won the 2003 Pulitzer Prize for Distinguished Criticism, he has also published two collections of film criticism and a nonfiction work, American Gunfight. He lives in Baltimore, Maryland.