The Killer Inside Me is a perfect example of Noir in its purest form; it’s disturbing, dark, gritty and chilling. The protagonist Lou Ford is an all-around nice guy – on the surface – underneath is a depraved sociopath. Ford claims this is a result of bordom; "If there's anything worse than a bore," says Lou, "it's a corny bore." The book is writing in first person; which makes the sadomasochistic relationships, child abuse and insanity just that much more chilling and disturbing.

This book is not for the weak-hearted, this is violent and disturbing, more so that you would expect from a book written in the early 1950’s. Lou Ford’s inner demons will make you feel sick at times; it’s reminds me of the same feeling I got when reading Lolita. Both great novels, that make you sick to your stomach.