The story, which is actually the account of a real crime, is written in the style that I imagine a film would be set. Truman Capote opens by quietly setting the scene, taking us through the seasons in the life of a sleepy little prairie town in Kansas, while gradually moving the focus towards both the Clutter family and elsewhere to their executioners. The Clutters are the good, upstanding, clever and attractive family with whom Capote manages to imbue an air of invincibility and strength, putting doubts on the reader's early assumption that they will become the victims of the horrendous and senseless crime which is beginning to unfold just one day's drive away over the dusty yellow Kansas landscape. The perpetrators are two hapless, pathetic figures, whose twisted logic and lack of affinity to reality, disguises their not inconsiderable intellect. In each case, they are brought up in an environment of loveless-ness, poverty and mistrust which leads them to a life of petty crime then prison and the subsequent nurturing of a pathological disregard for the basic rules of society. Despite the incredible cruelty and pointlessness of the crime, Capote manages to provoke the reader, not without a little help from the 'lynch-mob' mentality of the judicial system in Kansas, into strong feelings of pity for the accused, with their 'half-breed and misfit' tags that marked them out as victims long before that fateful day.