Dark Terrors 5: The Gollancz Book of Horror | ||||||||
edited by Stephen Jones and David Sutton | ||||||||
Victor Gollancz, 562 pages | ||||||||
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A review by Lisa Brunetta
In this particular anthology, the stories are clever and well selected. I like that the author
write-ups are at the end of each story as opposed to the beginning. Often I am so anxious to get to the story proper
that I don't give the author précis the attention it deserves. With the write-ups at the end, I find them more
useful. If I really enjoyed the story I just read I can make a note of the other works the author has produced for
my future enjoyment. The bit where each author explains the origins of the story is great too -- it gives an otherwise
generic blah-blah a personal touch.
On an artistic note, the skull dingbat icon that precedes each story is aptly chosen -- very spooky! I think the cover art
is fabulous as well. It brings to mind those menacing, pasted-together ransom notes. The clenched teeth and tight
half-smile make you uneasy. The vaguely human/reptilian/avian countenance echoes all the scary things that
creep and crawl, swoop and scoot in the darkness.
I was going to write a mini-review of each story and to make up a one-line "catcher" for each one as well, but discovered
that I don't have much to say for those stories that didn't grab me. So I'll do an overview of some of my
favourites. Buckle up -- here we go!
"Barking Sands" by Richard Christian Matheson
This is the third story in the anthology, following two stories that didn't impress me. Just when I was getting
frustrated I got to something good -- no, great! This is a true short story -- only four pages -- but I was blown away by its power.
It has all the right stuff to make a good horror story -- a seemingly idyllic location is made menacing, the boy protagonist
is disgusted and embarrassed by his family, and a sacred place is desecrated by unthinking boors -- ye gods, even feathers
are scary in this story! I need to add Barking Sands Beach to the list of places I want to see before I die. Here's
my favourite sentence: "Grampa reads the sign and keeps sprinkling snail napalm like a punctured can." It's at the end
of a paragraph all in the same imagery -- you'll have to read the story to figure out what he's talking about, though.
"Now the Day Was Fled as the Worm Had Wished" by Brian Hodge
Now this is my kind of horror story. It has so many twists and turns that the ending is completely
unexpected -- you even get a double whammy -- it's fabulous! The relationship between the three lead characters is
also intriguing. It serves to flesh out the story considerably. I will definitely be reading more of this author. I am
loath to say anything more about this one, as I wouldn't want to give anything away.
"The Girlfriends of Dorian Gray" by Gregory Frost
This one had me scurrying to my computer to look up the literary references. (I am not up to snuff on
my Oscar Wilde or my Homer -- so sue me.) Do it if you must -- it makes the story all the more interesting.
Briefly, the lead character finds a way to transfer his weight gain onto his unsuspecting girlfriends. Magics, spells
and concoctions -- oh, my! I think women would be particularly horrified by this story -- unexplained weight gain would
freak me out every time. Don't worry, ladies; he gets his in the end.
"Bottle Babies" by Mary A. Turzillo
Mary A. Turzillo must not rest very easily, if she has such stories running through her mind. I
was mesmerized by this story in the same kind of way I was once mesmerized by the wrecks towed into my father's auto body
shop -- I can remember staring at the star-shaped explosions of glass on the driver's side window and marvelling at
the dome shape in the middle, wondering if there were any bits of hair or odd stains inside the cars. I didn't
necessarily want to look, I just had to.
There are fairies in this story -- small, deadly, menacing fairies, with
sharp little wings and voices that can poach a dog's brain "like a swallow's egg." There are also two children, one
who has spent his entire life in a large water bottle (folded and contorted -- his head is cone-shaped to fit the neck
of the bottle) and another whose mother wishes to prune and shape her to an ideal form, like a bonsai tree. This
story also led me to a rather bizarre search session on the Internet (it is really amazing what you can find) to look
up all the various containment boxes discussed by these twisted parents. I was left with a bad taste in my mouth
after this one -- congratulations, Ms. Turzillo.
"Honeysuckle" by William R. Trotter
Mr. Trotter's story involves an author who becomes attracted to a mysterious garden paradise like a bee to honey,
meets an enchanting woman and almost surrenders his life to her. This woman is a master of scent, and can make
concoctions that will cure most ailments. Unfortunately, she can also make concoctions that can control and subdue
a man. The author almost succumbs, but escapes at the last minute. He returns years later, only to fall prey to the
gardening family and get potted. Intrigued? Read it -- it's a good one.
"Pelican Cay" by David Case
Germ warfare has always been a scary concept for me, and this novella, the last instalment in the anthology, is
an exceptional tale. It's great to have a longer work at the end -- I often get a hankering for some more substantial
reading after I've read a bunch of short stories. This story takes place on a little island in the Florida Keys. Pelican
Cay has been taken over. Legions of scientists and hard-looking men in suits have sectioned off a part of the
island. The islanders come to town with strange stories of the goings-on behind the fences. The situation gets out
of hand (wouldn't you be disappointed if it didn't?) and the test subjects escape the facility and contaminate the
rest of the island. I recommend this story.
An excellent finish to a satisfying anthology.
With the exception of a few duds, I had a great time with this book. If you're in the mood to get freaked out, spooked, frightened and creeped out, give it a try.
Slave to the written word that she is, Lisa makes it a point to fit in reading time between working, taking care of her infant daughter, and making weird and wonderful things with stained glass and clay. Science fiction and fantasy are her poisons of choice (heavy on the fantasy). |
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