Susie Dent

It’s not nice being used and abused

A review of Thursday’s Children, by Nicci French. This promising psychological thriller ultimately cares too little about its characters – and its readers

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issue 03 May 2014

The term ‘psychological thriller’ is an elastic one these days, tagged liberally on to any story of suspense that explores motivations while keeping blood and chainsaws to a minimum. In many cases, the line between a thriller and a crime novel has become too blurred to be useful. In the novels of Nicci French, however, there is little ambiguity: their pattern is to deliver the mental shock-equivalent of a dead body, followed only later by a real one. It is an effective formula — as Alfred Hitchcock put it: ‘There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it.’

Among the best of Hitchcock’s own psychological thrillers is Spellbound, whose story unusually wrapped the subject of psychoanalysis around a murder mystery. It was based on a book by a writing duo who combined as Francis Beeding, a team approach that is also true of Nicci French, the partnership of Nicci Gerrard and Sean French.

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