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But Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now: Harbor by John Ajvide Lindqvist

There are books in the world that are not for the depressed, because the events paint an inevitable winding down of all that is good, and it can actually weigh on a monster. People get old. Injuries pile up. Forests are flattened. Desperate men and women do horrible horrible things to themselves and others. Sure it’s a nice day today, but the fuckers would take that away from us if they could, wouldn’t they? It seems like I’ve been waiting for a novel like this for a long time. From the same author who brought you Let the Right One In, we get a subtle and terrifying book with a great deal of scope. I’ll admit that the first fifty or so pages weren’t exactly gripping, but once Harbor had me hooked, it was hard to put down.

Although there are a large number of tales and characters woven together in the book, Harbor mostly follows the story of two men who are related, but not by blood. There is Anders, who is really the focus of the book, and Simon, who is basically a step grandfather to Anders. Simon and Anders both live on a remote island where life moves a little more slowly than the rest of the world. The book opens with the mysterious disappearance of Maja, the temperamental daughter of Anders, during a family trip to a local lighthouse. The unsolved disappearance of his little daughter breaks Anders, breaks his marriage, and sends him into a downward spiral. After several years away from the island, Anders decides to return, find his life again, and perhaps exorcise his ghosts.

Once he returns, however, he finds that things aren’t as simple as they might have seemed. The island is haunted by strange happenings and a long history involving human sacrifice and mysterious disappearances.

Simon is a retired professional magician (of the kind who pulls rabbits from hats, does tricks with cards, and saws pretty ladies in half on stage) who has stumbled onto an insect-like creature that grants him supernatural control over water. Simon and a host of other island residents help Anders, whether they mean to or not, as he attempts to piece together what really happened to his daughter.

Joining in on the fun are:

  • Anna-Greta, Simon’s long time partner and de facto matriarch of the island.
  • Elin, the girl from Anders’ generation who everyone was hot for, who got rich and famous, and who returned to the island to hide away and make herself look old and deformed with plastic surgery.
  • Two resurrected and violent teenaged thugs who speak only in Smiths lyrics and terrorize the locals, Elin, and Anders.
  • The Sea

The source of the haunting in Harbor is the sea. Necessary to Anders’ understanding of what happened to his daughter we find several hundred years of stories of people who were lost at sea (or more appropriately, taken by the sea) before her. As the book progresses, Anders is simultaneously solving a mystery and losing his mind. As with Let the Right One In, there is a fascination or play with childhood, immaturity, and maturity. And failure. Incidentally, those of us who are familiar with songs by The Smiths might find Sheila Take a Bow going through our heads. Let’s see the numbers:

Creepy Factor: 5 out of 5
Suspense Factor: 4 out of 5
Weird Erotic Tension Factor: 2 out of 5
Funny and/or Strange Factor: 3 out of 5

Final result: I loved this book and had a hard time putting it down. Harbor is a series of ghost stories that fill in different parts of a larger painting by an author who doesn’t feel the need to answer every single question he raises. It has depth and scope, and it’s not afraid to do something really unthinkable to itself in the bathroom when it hits bottom.

Harbor by John Ajvide Lindqvist2011St. Martin’s Press

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Blood and Other Cravings Edited by Ellen Datlow

Blood and Other Cravings coverAh, short story collections. How I love to complain about them. Regular readers will recall that for me it’s more a matter of attention span as it is anything else. When you reach my age, the days fly. A monster wants long books, and better yet, long sequels to those long books. At the same time, a good short story collection can be like a box of assorted chocolates. There’s the one with a cherry inside, another with two colors of nougat, a couple with caramel, the chocolate filled with that crap white stuff with nuts in it. What is that stuff? If you’re like me and have a flying monkey army, there’s always one that some insensitive dolt bit into and then returned to the box. If you get a good assortment, most of them are good. I’m happy to report that in the chocolate assortment that Ellen Datlow has assembled in Blood and Other Cravings, we’ve got a good mix. And so that one chocolate with the cherry in it? It’s a good one.

As the title might suggest, Blood and Other Cravings is a collection of short stories on the subject of vampirism. So you’ve got some of the standard vampires that don’t have reflections, drink blood, and have to be invited in; some vampires who feed on the control that they have over their victim’s lives; other vampires that breathe and put their pants on one leg at a time like you and I do; and some vampires that might just be sucking your soul out of the hole that you call “memory.”

Stories that Stand Out to Me Are

All You Can Do is Breathe by Kaaron Warren – a believable story of a simple man who, simply by accident, falls into a void in the world. The kind of void that people refuse to look at.

Needles by Elizabeth Bear – a conventional “American Gods in the SouthWest” kind of adventure story that reads like a chapter out of a bigger, probably very interesting novel.

Baskerville’s Midgets by Reggie Oliver – must be read to be believed. Warring factions of little people and an unhinged lady innkeeper. Ever have somebody warn you about something, and you ignore the warning because it just doesn’t make sense? Then, much later, you see what they were trying to tell you? Ah ha ha. If you haven’t done that, you haven’t lived! Anyways, this story has something like that happen. The Baskerville’s Midgets is simultaneously hilarious, imaginative, and creepy.

Keeping Corky by Melanie Tem – reminiscent of Azimov’s stories. The ones where you hope it doesn’t go where you think it’s going and then it goes there and then somewhere worse. Then you think about it later and it’s like pushing a sore tooth with your tongue? Like that.

Miri by Steve Rasnic Tem – That vampire I mentioned above that might be sucking your soul out of the hole we call memory.

Mrs. Jones by Carol Emschwiller – Completely different from, but in effect like Baskerville’s Midgets: funny, imaginative, and creepy. Three flavors that go great together.

And then for me it was kind of a long slog before that one story that’s the chocolate with the cherry in it: The Siphon by Laird Barron. A gainfully-employed psychopath with a cigar box of kill trophies in his closet discovers a magical alternate world where he is not important.

Here is where I would usually provide some numbers, or a vampire classification chart, but neither makes any sense with a collection of stories. I think this is a good collection of stories, and if you’re looking for something to get you in the MOOD for October, Blood and Other Cravings would be an excellent place to start.

Blood and Other Cravings edited by Ellen DatlowTor Books2011
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Many thanks to Tor Books for the review copy of this book.

Sequels and Second Novels

I’ve got a terrible revue backlog, so the time has come to do some quickies. Coincidentally, most of what we have here today are sequels and second novels.

Bloody Red Baron by Kim NewmanAs it follows pretty much the same central characters as Anno Dracula, but occurs 30 years later, there are a lot of similarities between Anno and Bloody Red Baron. The book is very readable. Set in an alt-historical World War I being fought with Dracula himself goading the Kaiser, a parade of real historical figures and fictional luminaries make cameos or serve as main characters. Included in the bunch are Edgar Allan Poe (here eschewing his middle name and living the unfortunate life of a Kafka character), the Mata Hari, Count Orlok, Manfred von Richthofen, and the Baron’s brother, Lothar. There is no Genevieve Dieudonne, sadly. As with Anno Dracula, the plot is meandering and sometimes seems headed nowhere. In Anno, this meandering supplied more delicious background. In Bloody Red Baron, this meandering led your undeserving servant to distraction and annoyance. I find myself hesitant to read the next and last in this series.
Bloody Red Baron by Kim NewmanCarroll & Graf1995
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The Enterprise of Death by Jesse BullingtonAfter having read The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart and love love loving it, imagine my delight in finding that Bullington had published another book this very year. The Enterprise of Death is a parable on how tricky it can be to rise above the circumstances from which we emerge. In the case of our heroine, Awa, those circumstances are rather dire. Awa is a former slave who, along with her mistress, is waylaid by a cruel necromancer shopping for a rather rare sort of successor. The kind of successor who, if they learned their true fate, would not go willingly. The good news, if it could be called good, is that Awa learns how to be a passable necromancer. We witness her horrific training, and follow her later adventures. As in the Brothers, the violence is hyper-photographically brutal, the sexy bits are graphic and never kink-free, and the main characters are caught in machinations that remain mostly beyond their ken. There is a scene late in the book where Awa is magically granted greater intelligence and she is stunned to look back and see how stupid she’s been. For years. My gripes: The ending does not ring true to these ears, and the Bullington’s carefully measured language is suddenly peppered with frank explicit sexual vocabulary starting at about one third of the way through the book, and I found it distracting. Still, The Enterprise of Death is an entertaining read. Those who are not entertained will be offended, and the Hyena wins my award for the most horrific monster of the year.
The Enterprise of Death by Jesse BullingtonOrbit Books2011.
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Blameless by Gail CarrigerHa ha ho ho hee hee is it awkward explaining to all my friends that I’m not just reading these thinly veiled vampire/werewolf romance novels, but that I think they’re fantastic. See my review of the first, here. Yes. Yes I’ve read all of them now. They are in order, after Soulless: Changeless, Blameless, and Heartless. Another, Timeless, is due March 2012. Gail Carriger continues the fascinating adventures of Alexia Tarabotti as she thwarts enemies, spouts wry observations, and dodges multiple assassination attempts by various nefarious 19th Century organizations, all while keeping appearances and providing proper guidance on manners. I spent a lot of time thinking about this, and found one nit to pick with these books: The covers are not getting better, and they really need to get somebody working on that. Everything else is grand. The books are an easy read and hard to put down. New York Times Bestselling. Still not ready to take the plunge? Just repeat after me: Low-brow is high-brow. Low-brow is high-brow. Low-brow is high-brow. There’s no place like home.
Changeless, Blameless, and Heartless by Gail Carriger2010, 2010, 2011Orbit Books
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Book Review: On Stranger Tides by Tim Powers

As someone who has read the entire output of a number of authors, I’ve often noticed the phenomena where my favorite book by any given author is often the first one I’ve read. Ever notice that? I loved The Stand, but Carrie will always be number one in my heart of hearts. Likewise, I’ll always have a soft spot for Savage Night by Jim Thompson. If You Could See Me Now by Peter Straub. Nueromancer by William Gibson (although honestly Idoru comes in a very close second). An exception: I think Anne Rice peaked at The Witching Hour (which came after the abominable Queen of the Damned.)

What was I talking about? Oh yeah, Tim Powers On Stanger Tides. One thing that becomes obvious when you read this book is that IT MUST HAVE inspired the movie series Pirates of the Caribbean. Indeed, the Wikipedia page on that topic makes the claim that Pirates of the Caribbean was inspired by the popular video game Monkey Island, which in turn was inspired by On Stranger Tides. It is further noted here that the fourth film in the series Pirates of the Carribean: On Stranger Tides, has an even closer relationship (which I guess should be obvious from the title).

In the Tim Powers universe, this book comes directly after the somewhat forgettable Dinner at Deviants Place (review here), and before the uneven but mostly brilliant Stress of Her Regard (review here). I think of all the Powers books I’ve read so far, it is the one that most closely resembles Anubis Gates, which is a book I can’t seem to stop talking about. It was nominated for, but did not win, the 1988 Locus Fantasy and World Fantasy Awards.

Here’s the story: An ex-puppeteer bent on avenging his father reluctantly joins two bands of pirates as they pursue a mission to travel to, and make use of, the legendary Fountain of Youth. Blackbeard leads one of the group of pirates, and we find him infested with ghosts and captaining a ship of zombies. The other group of pirates is working for a criminally insane Oxford Don who is bent on using the power of the Fountain to resurrect his late wife. Unfortunately for our hero, the villainous Don plans to do this at the expense of the woman he has fallen in love with. Also unfortunately for our hero, Blackbeard has plans for the same woman which are equally sinister (Blackbeard having been given a shot of Bluebeard by Powers).

Like most books by Powers, booze, magic (in this case voodoo), painful injuries, strangely pragmatic heroines, and desperate love each play a major part in the proceedings. Being one part revenge story, one part journey to hell, and two parts perilous rescue, the plot of On Stranger Tides probably sounds convoluted, but it’s all pirate treasure.

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

Final result: Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. I had a hard time putting this book down. It’s got comedy, terror, adventure, voodoo, comedy, and ghost ships. This brings us back to the topic that I started this review with. I could see reading On Stranger Tides first and forever after that feeling like it was the best Tim Powers book, ever.

On Stranger Tides
by Tim Powers1987Ace

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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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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.
I ated Tinkerbell.

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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