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Book Review: The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart by Jesse Bullington

the sad tale of the brothers grossbart by jesse bullingtonThe title reads “The Sad Tale of Brothers Grossbart” but the book reveals itself to be half comedy, half tragedy. You can discern as much by reading the headline on the back: “We ain’t thieves and we ain’t killers, we’s just good men been done wrong.”

And so goes the malevolent stupidity of the grave robbing pair. See: grave robbing isn’t wrong if it’s your family trade. Right? The brothers would agree. They would also add that they only throttled your ma because she was making too much noise (and she started it first). Although the tongue is placed firmly in cheek, it should be noted that this book is probably not for everyone. It even has the courtesy to provide a gatekeeper in the form of an atrocity, five pages in, where the brothers carelessly slaughter the wife and children of a turnip farmer. “Abandon all Hope Ye Who Enter Here.” Setting the tone for the rest of the book, the violence in this scene is frank and anatomically descriptive.

The more sensitive readers may be right to put the book down. The rest of us will later begin to see slapstick in the many hyper-photographically detailed bodily insults recorded here. The brothers make enemies as naturally as we breathe air, and a large subplot of the book involves the vengeful people, witches, and supernatural beings on the trail of the Grossbarts. The Grossbarts themselves are focused on getting to Egypt, because they’ve heard many a tale of the fantastical graves there. Being grave robbers and all, they take a professional interest.

Plot-wise, the book reads very much like the adventures of Sinbad the Sailor as chronicled in the Book of the Thousand Nights and One Night. That is to say that the protagonists become tangled in machinations that are vastly greater than they are. The brothers manage to stumble through by the light of their own convictions, no matter how misplaced those convictions may be. In the Brothers Grossbart, this provides endless opportunities for dire humor. And at times these awful, stinking, disgusting, ugly, and appallingly stupid and violent men approach likability. I was also reminded of Grimm’s Fairy Tales (tragedy set in mythical surroundings), Tim Powers The Anubis Gates (historical hilarity and accretion of painful injuries), and James Branch Cabell’s Jurgen (a comedy that is not really about what it purports to contain).

I would be wrong to talk about this book without mentioning the masterful grasp that Bullington has on the English language. The language is used like a fine tool to disgust, appall, frighten, or even describe beauty. Upon entering Venice: “True to its visage, the sky let them advance only a short distance before a deluge crashed down on them.” The brothers and unfortunate henchmen are approached by three long dead, rotting men who are animated by demons: “The stench overpowered them, even the Grossbarts gagging on the suddenly wet air.”

Creepy Factor: 4 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 2 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 2 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 5 out of 5

Final result: It is not wrong to want to murder the Brothers Grossbart. What a great book.

The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart by Jesse Bullington2009Orbit

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Book Review: Anno Dracula by Kim Newman

Cover of Anno Dracula by Kim Newman, Titan Books 2011Sometimes a monster reads something really amazing, and thinks to themselves, “Wow! I’m so cool that I read this. I’m going to tell all my friends and they’re going to think that I’m always up on the cool new thing.” Then you discover that it was written a couple of years ago, and you end up having to admit that that you’re not that cool. Of course, we should talk about You. Yes, you. You are cool. Admit it. We all know you’re cool. So get over yourself.

Meanwhile, in the same world as you, there is this book Anno Dracula by Kim Newman, which is really amazing. Originally published in 1992 and recently re-issued by Titan Books (who sent me a copy, thank you Titan Books), led to a whole series of sequels following Dracula and some people who are definitely not his friends through the end of the 19th Century and well into the 20th. Here’s where I pull out my world famous vampire classification system:

  • Superhuman strength: Yes
  • Changeling: Yes
  • Sparkles: No
  • Erotic neck biting: And how
  • Drink blood: Yes
  • Can turn victims into more vampires: With vampire blood
  • Must be killed by decapitation or stake through the heart: Yes, and silver
  • Reflection in mirrors: Hazy
  • Scared of crosses and/or garlic: Not unless superstitious
  • Burn in sunlight: Yes
  • Goth nightclub visit: No
  • Mind control: Maybe a little

Ah! I love classifying vampires. The one that really counts – the erotic neck biting? As Woody Allen famously said about sex, you’re only doing it right if it makes you feel dirty. And Anno Dracula gleefully grants all of Victorian England a seamy underbelly of dirty vampire blood swapping. There is also a fascinating extra wrinkle where the older a vampire gets, the stronger, faster, and harder to kill they are. Older vampires are called Elders and they tend to be about the only thing that worries younger vampires.

The set-up is an alternate take on a fictional event. Being: Starting with Bram Stoker’s Dracula, what if the Count hadn’t been defeated? What if, after turning and losing Lucy, Dracula survived and moved on to bigger and better things, eventually seducing Queen Victoria herself? What if, after taking over England in such a manner, vampires were able to go… uh… mainstream? I’m doing a terrible job of making this sound as cool as it is. Newman (who incidentally is a Mr. Newman, not a Ms.) takes this general premise, adds a hunt for Jack the Ripper, and even mixes in dense political intrigue.

Creepy Factor: 4 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 4 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 5 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 3 out of 5

Final result: It may be the best book I’ve read so far this year. Anno Dracula has it all. An interesting plot, social relevance, intriguing characters, suspense, mystery, hair-raising horribleness, breathtaking violent vampire fights, and loads of erotic vampirism. I loved it! Coincidentally, Kim Newman has a new novel, Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D’Urbervilles, coming out in September.

P.S. The new Titan edition has over 100 pages of added material, including annotations, an afterword, alternate plot threads, and more.

Anno Dracula by Kim Newman1992 – This edition by Titan Books

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Book Review: Willy by Robert Dunbar

Editor’s note: Today’s review is by an anonymous reviewer friend of mine. The book in question is about some human teenagers, which is a subject that I can’t really relate to, and he kindly stepped in to read this book and provide a review.

I swear that this is a true story: In 9th grade I sat at the back of my Geography class. Now that I think about it, I don’t exactly know why I sat at the back, especially in light of the events I’m about to relate. By dent of my last name, in alphabetical arrangements I nearly always ended up at the front of classes, and I was actually an attentive student. A guy named Tony used to sit in the chair to my right.

Tony gave me the creeps. He was a messed up kid. His hair looked like he cut it himself. Tony had burn marks on his arms, and was currently living in an orphanage of sorts. He described to me in vague terms of the sorts of abuse he had received in foster homes, and talked about sleeping in dorms. Far from being a Cipher in the Snow or The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds kind of story, a rough and disturbing childhood had left Tony a 17 year old glue-sniffer stuck in the 9th grade.

Tony always called me by my last name. My memory tells me that there was something wrong with Tony, developmentally. Something you could see in his face. But at the same time there was something about Tony that was wise. And at the time I could see that he had the mental capacity to pass 9th grade Geography. Some part of me recognized that Tony had experience in real life far beyond what I had been through so far. He saw nothing stretching ahead of him but more of the same or worse, which is all I saw at the time, too, but to be fair Tony lived in an entirely different world. And there was something wrong with him.

Being 14 and male means that you get wood all the time. No need to play with it, or get excited. Just wood. Which is fucking inconvenient. It happens in every boy’s life that he gets called up to write something on the blackboard, and he can barely stand up because he’s got an erect penis stuffed halfway down the thigh of his pants. I was this age in a decade where jeans were worn tight, which made matters worse. One day in Geography class, I had an enormous, uncomfortable hard-on. And Tony saw it. This is going to sound like a joke, but he saw it, and he whispered, “Do you have a candy bar in your pocket?”

There was a lecture in progress. I looked at him, mortified, and shook my head. He said, “That’s a candy bar. You’ve got a candy bar, and you’re going to hold out on your pal Tony?”

I looked at him again, horrified. Shook my head, frowning. Probably baring teeth. Tony struggled to identify the bulge in my pants. “Isn’t that a candy bar? I can’t believe your dick could get that big. That’s a candy bar.” Then, to my horror, he reached over and grabbed it. Thinking back on the memory, it’s a miracle that I didn’t jump out of my chair.

He yanked his hand away and said, very quickly: “Worse things have happened to me.”

Worse things have happened to me.

That one line is a novel in itself. So yeah, after that, the old joke “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me?” = Not really funny.

This book, Willy by Robert Dunbar, reminded me of Tony. It is about a group of kids who are very much like him. Here is the blurb:

In an isolated school for boys with emotional problems, a disturbed adolescent struggles against a mire of ignorance and oppression. Then he meets Willy… and the other boy – charismatic and strange – saves him.

Or damns him.

This describes the book in nutshell. The protagonist is a messed up kid who we can assume is an orphan. We meet him on the way to what will most likely the last of a series of schools. A school which we find is the place of last resort for its occupants. The book is written as his diary, and is rather believable. Dunbar is a good writer. The language is excellent and readable. The characters have great depth. The events of the book are dark.

I did have a lot of trouble getting through the book, however. I think that Dunbar planned Willy as a slow burn leading up to some shocking but sadly inevitable events. About halfway through the book, I found myself wondering when something was going to happen. When something finally happened, it didn’t really seem like enough to justify the build up. I think that if you liked being a kid, and liked doing the shit that kids did, you might like this book more than I.

A strangely equivalent book might be Jim Thompson’s masterpiece, Savage Night except that Savage Night is about a diminutive hit man. It’s dark, you know something is going to go sour, and part of the suspense is in wondering what, when, and how bad. I was also reminded of Natsume Soseki’s Sanshiro in that it is a coming of age story with a lost protagonist.

However, these are both very kind comparisons.

Creepy Factor: 1 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 3 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 0 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 0 out of 5

Our regular host, The Dark, reviewed Dunbar’s book Martyrs & Monsters a year ago. He thought it was really awesome, and said that Robert Dunbar is the man with the answer to the question: “What’s the worst that could happen?” In this book I got the distinct impression that Dunbar was pulling his punches. In Willy, I really think that there were some things that should have been said.

Willy by Robert DunbarUninvited Books2011

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The Place Called Dagon – Forgotten Treasure or Best Forgotten?

the place called dagon by herbert s gormanThis book came recommended, and should not be confused with any literature by H.P. Lovecraft. The title is The Place Called Dagon and the author is Herbert S. Gorman. Written in 1927, Dagon was Gorman’s only foray into the horror/weird menace genre, Gorman being mainly a novelist, biographer, poet, and journalist. Apparently, this book was inspirational to H.P. Lovecraft. The blurb on the back cover mentions that it “uncannily reflects many of the themes in Lovecraft’s own fiction, and probably influenced his tales The Shadow over Innsmouth and The Dreams in the Witch House.”

To which I say: Maybe this book influenced Lovecraft, or maybe it bored him to tears. Maybe he did his very best to read it, but couldn’t quite seem to get through it, like I did. I feel a little bit dishonest writing a review about a book that I didn’t finish. This may actually be a first. I decided to write this review because the book may be of interest to fans of fiction from this time period. Of course, to those people, I would first recommend some Arthur Machen, William Hope Hodgson, Clark Ashton Smith, and/or Poe. If you’re not particularly choosy about the time period, read The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890) by Oscar Wilde (the Kindle edition is currently free), or chase down some of Wilde’s short ghost stories. That man could fucking write.

By now you’ve sussed out that I didn’t like this book. The Place Called Dagon is about a young country doctor, Daniel Dreeme, who has come to the realization that there is something wrong with the small New England farming community that he has recently set up shop in. Things are wrong with the people, but it’s not just that. Dreeme feels like something is wrong with the very soil, the crops, and the breezes and creek that wind through it. Check this out. It’s a nice piece of writing.

He strained his ears in some suprise and for a moment in the patter of rain he seemed to hear a thin rushing overhead as though a flock of heavy-winged birds were beating through the night air. The sound swept into nothingness so suddenly that he decided it was no more than the blood beating through his own ears or the upper whir of the rain. It was as though a door had been suddenly closed.

Called to remove a bullet from the leg of a reclusive farmer late one night, Dreeme finds himself walking into a lair of evil and corruption. Perhaps the very lair that is befouling the nearby countryside. The above moment occurs when Dreeme is prompted listen by the farmer’s crazed and desperate wife. Although poor Dreeme knows it’s Wrong, he finds later that he can’t get the farmer’s wife out of his head. Later we discover that Dreeme has made a similar impression on her. Petty small town intrigue ensues, at least one corpse turns up, and horrible secrets are uncovered. At least for people who have the patience to get through the book. For those with a hankering for some adultery literature, I can only recommend the best: The Postman Always Rings Twice (1934) by James M. Cain.

Dagon reads like a series of finely crafted scenes. Many, if not all, of these scenes are well written. At the very least, they all convey some psychological weight. The writing is purposeful enough that it becomes obvious that the protagonist’s last name is meaningful. At best, one of these scenes will suggest something interesting and move the story forward. At worst, they are the equivalent of spending five pages describing a scabbed knee from every conceivable angle, and then spending another two describing the difference between how it looks with the lights on versus how it looks with the lights out. In the right hands, such wool-gathering can be entertaining. I wasn’t into it. I’m also open to the possibility that others will find it entertaining. After all, as I said, this book came be me via a recommendation.

Creepy Factor: 2 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 1 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 3 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 1 out of 5

Because on the face of it The Place Called Dagon seemed to have a lot going for it, I spent more than a little time trying to get into the book. I purposefully set aside blocks of quality time for it. I tried again and again to find a new enthusiasm for it. In the end, I couldn’t finish it.

The Place Called Dagon by Herbert S. Gorman – 1927

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Stalking out of the Thirties… Doctor Death!

12 Must Die - by Zorro - Doctor Death number 1The name of the book is actually 12 Must Die, and it’s the first installment of three 1935 pulp novels written by Harold Ward under the pseudonym of “Zorro”. (This cover is from the 1966 Corinth reprint.) Besides having a name that is 1/3 WASP, 1/3 Yale graduate, and 1/3 yellow peril, Dr. Rance Mandarin, (a.k.a. Doctor Death), is a brilliant scientist and master of the occult who has one mission: To drive mankind back to the stone age. He sees this mission as having been given to him by God. His declared enemies are science and industry. His minions in this battle are many: communists, zombies, death rays, mesmerism, demons, and djinn (who in this book are called air elementals). Doctor Death can also spout lightning from his fingers, which is good for killing people.

Not only is Dr. Mandarin good at killing people, he’s also really awesome at turning the dead into automatons. To be honest, if I was that skilled at the black arts, I would probably build an underground empire and live in the lap of luxury. But with great power comes great responsibility, and Doctor Death does have his mission to think about. Unfortunately for Doctor Death, he’s about to make some powerful enemies. Police inspector Jimmy Holm, and Detective Inspector John Ricks are tasked with tracking down Doctor Death after he becomes Public Enemy Number One. Holm also happens to be an expert in the occult, although we never really see him do anything interesting. Strangely, they are aided by Doctor Death’s mysterious and sexy assistant, Nina Fererra, who foolishly falls in love with the wholesome and admittedly boring Jimmy Holm.

The book opens with Doctor Death beginning to work through a hit list of the world’s foremost scientists and men of industry. After killing a few in spectacular fashion, Doctor Death informs Holm and Ricks of his plans and demands that the world give up civilization and go back to living like hunter-gatherers, or something. Besides this whole mission from God thing, Doctor Death also frequently spouts fundamentalist dogma about how mankind has lost its way.

Some Notes:

  • The men in this book are Men. You spell that M. A. N. Man.
  • The word “Stygian” gets really, frankly, overused in this book.
  • The President of the United States cracks, and ever-so-briefly, sobs.
  • Of course her name is “Nina”. I can’t believe she’s not a redhead.
  • Doctor Death is kind of a type A personality.
  • The mob gets involved – on the side of the good guys.
  • Commies scream when shot.

Some bad things:

  • Like a lot of literature from this time period, melodrama rules the day.
  • This is really more of an adventure story than a weird menace story.
  • The love between Nina Fererra and Jimmy Holm is not presented in a believable manner.

Some good things:

  • A random guy gets knocked out in a basement, and it’s humorous somehow.
  • The mobsters talk like mobsters. “Den he pulls out his rod an’ steps inside an’ dey mobs ‘im.” says Muggs Dent.
  • This book includes that evil villain mainstay: a table saw built for cutting humans in half, lengthwise.

Original pulp covers from February to April 1935 – the entire run.

Doctor Death February 1935

Doctor Death March 1935

Doctor Death April 1935

Creepy Factor: 2 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 2 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 1 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 3 out of 5

Fans of pulp fiction will probably appreciate the series. The good guys are giving orders to The President. The bad guys are commies. The one woman in the story is mystical. The work of a true evil genius is never truly over (boy can I relate to that statement). I do have to say, though, that this book is a product of its time and thus might wear on the patience of today’s reader. SO, if you loved Bela Lugosi in the 1940 movie The Devil Bat, then you will probably get a kick out of 12 Must Die.

12 Must Die! – Zorro – 1935

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And as a reprint in 2 volumes:
Doctor Death Vs. The Secret Twelve, Volume 1
Doctor Death Vs. The Secret Twelve, Volume 2

The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.
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Fhtagn Spoken Here.

... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft




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