I don't know if "liking" Obsessed is the right word, but it fits as far as it goes.
A portion of that feeling stems from the fact that I am picky with the horror I read and pickier still with what would stay on my "keeper" shelf. Obsessed fits into that category.
While I generally don't care for a lot of blood and violence in my reading, in this book is it well handled, there is nothing that is overly excessive, and it is almost secondary (though no less important) as to why Joe MacAree commits it.
Anne MacAree is a character that is well handled as well. She is beautiful, smart, and is finding out (albeit somewhat involuntarily) that her husband is not who she thought he was. She also does not want to let go of who she believed him to be in the beginning.
Obsession, of course, is a theme that runs through the book. It's about Joe's obsession with blood and with Anne. It's also about Randy Mazurky's obsession with finding out who killed his wife, plus Pat Young's obsession with Joe. All of those (and the characters and story) obsessions coalesce into a story that I found difficult to put down.
I kill, therefore I am…
Voices slam through the corridor of his wounded mind. The words of his dead sister cry out. His parents' taunts fill the silent room where he sits and waits--waits for the murderous rage, filling him with strength, driving him to kill, to touch the cold flesh, taste the warm blood--to feel alive again… A witness has seen him, but his killing only turns her on and now she wants to protect him. His wife suspects him, but the private detective she hired cannot stop him. Joe MacAree fears nothing--except that he may no longer be human. The thirst that drives him is relentless, moving deeper and deeper into his own shattering, private realm, where each murder is a delicious new gift of life, where revulsion is beauty, and the obsession will never let him go.