This one’s an epic. A sprawling, messy epic but one that is ultimately satisfying - I finished, feeling the full weight of the journey taken - the trials, the tribulations, the twists - as if I had woken up from a deep slumber.

I can see this losing a lot of people. The first half of it is a rip-roaring thriller, part Stephen King part Michael Crichton - then around the 300 mark, it slows down. It becomes more methodical. Post apocalyptic. Nothing at all like the blurb on the back you felt up at the bookstore.

It’s here you get to the heart of the piece. Justin Cronin’s interests - in characters, in genre, in symbolism and in great journeys undertaken in writing.

The Passage itself is a great journey. And, if you stick with the change and allow yourself to go for the journey, you’ll find yourself apart of the journey yourself.

The pace tends to stop and start. Maybe it needed a trim in a chapter or there, but I came out satisfied. Maybe you will too.