Review: Tender is the Flesh by Agustina Bazterrica

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Synopsis:

His wife has left him, his father is sinking into dementia, and Marcos tries not to think too hard about how he makes a living. After all, it happened so quickly. First, it was reported that an infectious virus has made all animal meat poisonous to humans. Then governments initiated the “Transition.” Now, eating human meat—“special meat”—is legal. Marcos tries to stick to numbers, consignments, processing.

Then one day he’s given a gift: a live specimen of the finest quality. Though he’s aware that any form of personal contact is forbidden on pain of death, little by little he starts to treat her like a human being. And soon, he becomes tortured by what has been lost—and what might still be saved.

Review:

There are certain horror stories that grip you from the beginning simply due to the premise. In Tender is the Flesh, we learn a virus has made all animals inedible. With a lack of meat, people turn on each other, and eventually it becomes normal to go to the supermarket and pick up human meat to feed your family. This basic concept is horrifying, and by the time Tender is the Flesh begins, the entire world finds this practice acceptable.

Marcos works in the meat industry, a buyer for his dying father’s slaughterhouse, and estranged from his wife. He inspects his family’s slaughterhouse, buys meat from farmers, and makes sure all the customer orders are fulfilled and the customers are happy. This is actually pretty normal business if the business is not buying, selling, and killing humans.

Society has rules. For example, it is still illegal to eat someone with a first and last name, and there should be no personal contact between humans and the herd. All of the herd humans are to be registered and inspected. When Marcos receives a woman as a gift from one of the farmers, he does not know what to do with her, so he keeps her in his barn and goes about his life. This solution feels like the entirety of this novel, how everything is so terrible that the characters do not even see that it is terrible anymore. Instead they go about their business and their lives with just this little change to the culture.

There are many aspects of this novel that can be picked apart and examined, like how people can turn other people into food as long as there are rules and regulations and how those who cannot afford the meat in the store spend time at the slaughterhouse fence to get some of the leftovers, like how animals are treated during the outbreak and now that society has moved forward from eating them, or like how the virus affected animals but not humans, as if there was a barrier between the two. One of the small undercurrents that I could discuss all day is did the virus even exist or was it made by the government to control the population? Marcos’s sister always has an umbrella outside because she is afraid that she will get infected by birds flying over and her getting hit with their droppings, but that brings up the question of how birds exist? It makes me believe that the story before this story is just as important and a great thing to speculate. Even though this is a short novel, there is so much depth to explore that  Tender is the Flesh is a novel that will be valuable to reread often.

Tender is the Flesh (or Cadáver exquisito) is one of those books that it will be difficult to forget. There are no stories like it, but elements of it did remind me of the detachment of Patrick Bateman in Bret Easton Ellis’s American Psycho, the government anxiety of Orwell’s 1984, and of course the description of meat packing plants like in Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle. Even though the feelings are comparable, the books are not. Tender is the Flesh stands as a unique work that really shows that horror is created by society just as much (if not more) than by individuals.

I received this as an ARC from the publisher and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: Pretty Hate Machine by Daphne Carr

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Synopsis:

What is the world that Nine Inch Nails made, and what was the world that made Nine Inch Nails? These are the questions at the heart of this study of the band’s 1989 debut, Pretty Hate Machine. The album began as after-hours demos by mercenary new wave keyboardist Trent Reznor, and was disciplined into sparse industrial dance by a handful of the UK’s best industrial producers. Carr traces how the album became beloved in the underground, found its mass at Lollapalooza, and its market at the newly opened mall store Hot Topic. For fans, Nine Inch Nails was a vehicle for questioning God, society, the family, sex, and the body. In ten raw, heartbreaking oral histories woven through the book, fans living in the post-industrial Midwest discuss the successes and failures of the American dream as they are articulated in Nine Inch Nails’ music. Daphne Carr illuminates Pretty Hate Machine as at once singular and as representative of how popular music can impact history and change lives.

Review:

I thoroughly enjoy every 33 ⅓ book I have read, and how they don’t have a consistent angle. There are some that talk about the recording of the album, some are about the history that influenced the album, and some are about the impact and importance of the album. The entry of Pretty Hate Machine written by Daphne Carr leans heavily on the last of these formulas, spending most of her time talking about Pretty Hate Machine and Nine Inch Nails through interviews with the fans, and the histories of the towns that influenced Trent Reznor and his upbringing.

 I like all of it because Carr is using Pretty Hate Machine as more of a metaphor than a solid thing. She writes that the pretty hate machine is not an album but a physical place, a time, and a mindset. The towns surrounding Reznor’s childhood, (Mercer, Pennsylvania, Youngstown, Ohio, and Cleveland, Ohio) are the places that are where the industrial machines are the influence of the economy (through steel mills and factories), and that if you are not a factory worker, there is not a place for you. Add this to the 80s, while Reznor was a teenager, when the towns were starting to fall apart, the factories were shutting down, and poverty and drug use were rising, you have a landscape for the soundscape. 

This is mixed with Carr interviewing Nine Inch Nails fans about their attachment to the band and the songs. An interesting part of this is how many of them did not site Pretty Hate Machine as their favorite, but the songs are important to them and got them through some tough times, whether a terrible childhood, an addiction, or a sense of desperation in their lives. I liked these stories, even though they do not always have much to do with the actual album. It is almost like Carr is showing that this album is one that people use to hold onto when they need something to hold onto and the motion of the machine helps them get through. 

My history with Pretty Hate Machine is extensive. I have been listening to Nine Inch Nails since early high school. My friend had a cassette tape of Pretty Hate Machine and the Broken e.p. I talked him into letting me borrow them while I went on a family trip, ten hours in the car through the mountains listening to Nine Inch Nails. I listened to Broken a few times, but it was inconvenient, because the cassette tape was all on one side, with “Physical (You’re So)”  on side B, smack in the middle of the side so it was difficult to cue up properly. I listened to Pretty Hate Machine more for convenience. It was the perfect soundtrack, a mixture of irritation, frustration, but also hope and longing for a world that was bigger than the one that I knew. 

Of course I loved all of it. I listened to it over and over for hours, and I loved that I caught the little bits, like the Jane’s Addiction sample in “Ringfinger”, but I really loved the emotion of “Something I Can Never Have.” This is a song that I really don’t listen to anymore, even when it’s on, but I used to get my feelings wrapped up in the lyrics and think about the girls I had crushes on, knowing that they were not even looking at me. 


I bought The Downward Spiral the day that it came out, and I do have a stronger connection to it, but I was driving through the mountains this summer, going the same route I went when I was a teenager in the backseat of the family car, and I still have those feelings from when I was a teenager, that the world is bigger than I ever imagined, and I will do better things in my life. The irritation, frustration, hope, and longing are still there, and will always be there.

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Review: Hummingbird Salamander by Jeff VanderMeer

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Synopsis:

From the author of Annihilation, a brilliant speculative thriller of dark conspiracy, endangered species, and the possible end of all things.

Security consultant “Jane Smith” receives an envelope with a key to a storage unit that holds a taxidermied hummingbird and clues leading her to a taxidermied salamander. Silvina, the dead woman who left the note, is a reputed ecoterrorist and the daughter of an Argentine industrialist. By taking the hummingbird from the storage unit, Jane sets in motion a series of events that quickly spin beyond her control.

Soon, Jane and her family are in danger, with few allies to help her make sense of the true scope of the peril. Is the only way to safety to follow in Silvina’s footsteps? Is it too late to stop? As she desperately seeks answers about why Silvina contacted her, time is running out—for her and possibly for the world.

Hummingbird Salamander is Jeff VanderMeer at his brilliant, cinematic best, wrapping profound questions about climate change, identity, and the world we live in into a tightly plotted thriller full of unexpected twists and elaborate conspiracy. 

Review:

Jeff VanderMeer consistently writes some of the most interesting and weird fiction. After the Southern Reach Trilogy, it can be argued that he is one of the top five authors currently working today. The best thing about his work is that it is unpredictable and so varied that you never know what you are going to get. This makes me excited for every new book that VanderMeer releases. 

Hummingbird Salamander does not disappoint in making me wonder what is going to happen next. Following up his past two post-apocalyptic books (Borne and Dead Astronauts) with an environmental thriller only makes sense in his world. “Jane Smith” is the main character’s fake name. She is large, an ex-bodybuilder, and works in security. When a stranger dies and gives her a taxidermized hummingbird, Jane’s obsession with the meaning only increases when people start following her, watching her house, and eventually shooting at her. 

VanderMeer’s novels can be very dense. The story unfolds in a very humid way, heavy, stifling, and hot. The more that “Jane Smith” discovers, the further into the mystery she gets. She ends being completely obsessed, leaving her husband and daughter to search for answers. One of the funny, interesting things that VanderMeer likes has returned to is the office politics novel. Most of Authority, the second in the Southern Reach Trilogy, is petty office politics, and there is some of it in Hummingbird Salamander as well. It is interesting that VanderMeer can spend such a great deal of time and detail writing about office work. Mix this with the secrets that every character not only hides from other characters but from the readers, and even though this does not seem like the typical VanderMeer novel, it really fits into his collective work. 

There are so many aspects of this novel that are intriguing, like we are left questions, just like “Jane Smith.” We have more to unravel and obsess about with Hummingbird Salamander, like does this story take place in the present or in the near future? It feels like Jane’s life falling apart is being paralleled with society falling apart around her, and his her life just a microscopic facsimile of the bigger picture. The search for the meaning for the taxidermy hummingbird (which is declared rare) and the clues to an accompanying salamander (rare as well) makes me think that many animals are dying out and the structure of civilization is failing. She thinks that there might be something in the meaning behind the gift, the hummingbird, because it is a preservation of the things that used to be. The more I think about the story, the more deeper meanings and questions are quarried from the story, like the true meaning of utopia and if it can exist. At the end, this is one of those novels you catch yourself thinking about, and one that leaves a lasting impression.

I received this as an ARC through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: She Who Rules the Dead by Maria Abrams

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Synopsis:

Henry has received a message: he needs to sacrifice five people to the demon that’s been talking to him in his nightmares. He already has four, and number five, Claire, is currently bound in the back of his van.

Too bad Claire isn’t exactly human.

Review:

The Maria Abrams novella, She Who Rules the Dead, starts with a semi-conscious, drugged woman, Claire, in a van being driven by a serial killer, Henry. Henry already has four dead bodies in the back of the van and killing Claire fulfills a dream he had. If this is not enough to give this novella a try, are you even a reader? The next 100 or so pages move at a breakneck speed, and prepare yourself to sit down and read this entire book in one sitting. 

I love the story because it does go in unexpected directions. There is not so much twist and turns as much as unpredicted directions. There is as much story and plot in this novella as there are in some 400 and 500 tomles, but this story fits perfectly to the pace. We feel the adrenaline and the anxiety from both Claire, the and Henry as the final solution comes. Without a wasted page, Abrams brings this tension to the reader. When there is only 20 pages left, then 15, then 10, and we know as the reader the countdown is happening even if we do not know what the final direction is going to be. This could be much longer, but this length gives the story the anxiety that it needs. 

I love the story, but I also love the writing. There is a simplicity to it that makes it read fast and clearly, even when there are some concepts that are a little trickier than others. I did not have any problem following the action, what Henry and Claire are really up to, and what the ramifications are for their actions. Abrams uses strong sentences and word choices that really makes this story sing. 
Like everyone published by Weirdpunk Books, She Who Rules the Dead has a quality that I have come to expect from this publisher, and I cannot recommend reading their entire catalog enough. For anyone who is hesitant on where to start, She Who Rules the Dead is a great place to start your obsession.

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Review: The Shining by Stephen King

Synopsis:

Jack Torrance’s new job at the Overlook Hotel is the perfect chance for a fresh start. As the off-season caretaker at the atmospheric old hotel, he’ll have plenty of time to spend reconnecting with his family and working on his writing. But as the harsh winter weather sets in, the idyllic location feels ever more remote…and more sinister. And the only one to notice the strange and terrible forces gathering around the Overlook is Danny Torrance, a uniquely gifted five-year-old. 

Review:

I calculated how long I have been trying to read The Shining, and it has taken me almost 30 years to finally get through this book. I know that some people say that this is the pinnacle of Stephen King’s bibliography, and it is undeniable that this is firmly planted in the zeitgeist of American Horror culture, where I could say REDRUM to anyone and they instantly know what I am referring to, but the novel is a slog. I love the story, but it took so long for me to get through the whole thing. 

When I was a teenager, my inability to get into The Shining was mostly the focus of King on Jack Torrance being an alcoholic and a father. These two things were things I could not relate to. This time (which is about my fourth attempt to read it), I was not interested in Jack Torrance and his struggles to be a decent human being. He is a jerk, Wendy is an enabler, and Danny is wise beyond his years at five. When they enter the Overlook Hotel, the hotel sees them as vulnerable and easy to manipulate to it’s will. 

My favorite character is the Overlook Hotel. I like that it is filled with ghosts and demons. I know that critiquing a classic novel is like nailing Jell-O to a wall, but I think that I would have been more interested in this if King shifted the story from the Torrance family to the hotel much quicker. The outcome is foreshadowed like a brick to the head, but it would have also been interesting if the Hotel also used more for self preservation on the inside, like the topiary animals were doing on the outside. The hotel has more character and charm than the actual family it is after.

This is a hard critique, and I know that it really does not matter. Everyone loves The Shining  in one form or another. I can say that I have seen Kubrick’s version of the book so many times that I almost prefer it over the book. Maybe it is because it is the version of the story that I am familiar with and comfortable with, or maybe it is because it cuts out a great deal of Jack Torrance spending time wanting to drink. Either way, I did read all of Jack’s dialogue in the voice of Jack Nicholson, and this makes me think that there is no other person who could ever be Jack Torrance.  I will most definitely watch the movie more, but I will most likely never read the book again. This might be some people’s favorite classic King novel, but I think there are much better novels by him than this one.

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Review: Guillotine: Poems by Eduardo C. Corral

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Synopsis:

Guillotine traverses desert landscapes cut through by migrants, the grief of loss, betrayal’s lingering scars, the border itself—great distances in which violence and yearning find roots. Through the voices of undocumented immigrants, border patrol agents, and scorned lovers, award-winning poet Eduardo C. Corral writes dramatic portraits of contradiction, survival, and a deeply human, relentless interiority. With extraordinary lyric imagination, these poems wonder about being unwanted or renounced. What do we do with unrequited love? Is it with or without it that we would waste away?

In the sequence “Testaments Scratched into Water Station Barrels,” with Corral’s seamless integration of Spanish and English, poems curve around the surfaces upon which they are written, overlapping like graffiti left by those who may or may not have survived crossing the border. A harrowing second collection, Guillotine solidifies Corral’s place in the expanding ecosystem of American poetry.

Review:

I have been expanding my library, adding some different types of books to my collection, thus reading some things I would not have picked up in the past. One of them is buying and reading poetry. I do not know much about poetry in a clinical sense, but I can tell what I like and don’t like due to content and impact. This means I have to review poetry more on content than on execution. If you are not much of a poetry reader, but want something that will really knock you down, Guillotine is that short collection. I read it in one day, sometimes reading a poem more than once, and by the end, I was in love.

 Eduardo C. Corral starts the collection with a long poem called “Testaments Scratched into a Water Station Barrel.” These thirty pages surround a stationary item in the middle of the desert that many immigrants use as a marker while moving toward the American border. This poem is more of a cycle with many different voices and different perspectives. The anguish and sadness in these pages burn, and by the end of it, the reader cannot help but think that anyone who tries to make this crossing is filled with courage and strength. The  emotions that Corral brings out of these pages, even with the anti-immigrant scrawlings of the border patrol, are expressed in a way that makes every poem scorch your heart.

The next section of poems scorch in a different way. Many are personal poems about desire, love, and lust. Corral brings the same intensity. The danger and longing he brings with “Testaments Scratched into a Water Station Barrel” resurface in “Guillotine”, “Autobiography of My Hungers”, “Black Water”, and “To a Straight Man” particularly. 

“1707 San Joaquin Avenue” is another heartbreaker toward the end, a poem inspired by newspaper articles of the immigrant men found in drop houses in Arizona. These pages are tough to read and are proof that there is more horror in the things we do to each other than in the outside world.


I can talk about every poem in this collection, break it down, and do my best with understanding the emotion and meaning behind each word. I could read this over and over. I could loan it to people who are harsh critics of the border crisis. I could also recommend Guillotine to anyone who does not read poetry but wants a good collection as a start.

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Review: History of Wolves by Emily Fridlund

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Synopsis:

Fourteen-year-old Madeline lives with her parents in the beautiful, austere woods of northern Minnesota, where their nearly abandoned commune stands as a last vestige of a lost counter-culture world. Isolated at home and an outlander at school, Madeline is drawn to the enigmatic, attractive Lily and new history teacher Mr. Grierson. When Mr. Grierson is charged with possessing child pornography, the implications of his arrest deeply affect Madeline as she wrestles with her own fledgling desires and craving to belong.

And then the young Gardner family moves in across the lake and Madeline finds herself welcomed into their home as a babysitter for their little boy, Paul. It seems that her life finally has purpose but with this new sense of belonging she is also drawn into secrets she doesn’t understand. Over the course of a few days, Madeline makes a set of choices that reverberate throughout her life. As she struggles to find a way out of the sequestered world into which she was born, Madeline confronts the life-and-death consequences of the things people do—and fail to do—for the people they love.

Review:

History of Wolves is tough to describe but even tougher to review. Rarely do I look at other reviews to see what other people have said because I do not want my thoughts and opinions to be swayed by others. This is one of those books that breaks all of the rules. I read several professional and reader reviews to try to sum up my feelings on this novel. After some time, my best description of History of Wolves is that it is like a beautiful piece of furniture, a couch or a chair, that you buy because it looks amazing with everything, but once anyone tries to sit on it, they realize that the chair is actually pretty uncomfortable.

The story revolves around Madeline (or Linda) when she is fourteen, as narrated by her  when she is thirty-seven year old. Two big things in her life happen that year, Mr. Greirson becomes her history teacher and gets arrested for having child pornography and inappropirate conduct with another student, Lily. This dashes Linda’s hopes of having someone who she can trust. At this same time, the Gardners move into a cabin across the lake from her, Leo, Petra, and their son Paul. They employ Linda as their babysitter and as she gets to know them better, the emotional attachment becomes stranger and stranger.. 

The telling of the story is the uncomfortable part. There are many times when the story wanders away, through the woods, and comes back much later. Linda gets sidetracked with the things that are happening in her current relationship, and it almost reads like the story of her with the Gardners is one she has trouble telling because her feelings about that time are complicated and she still has trouble figuring it all out. She gets easily distracted and the entire novel reads like someone with ADHD trying to avoid telling the whole story. 
But it is in such a beautiful package. History of Wolves is written in such a poetic way, that there are many times when I did not even care about the story anymore. I just wanted to read more sentences.  I caught myself reading paragraphs and pages over and over. There were a few times when I backtracked ten to twenty pages to read everything again. For as much as I enjoyed reading the passages, the actual story was just kind of mediocre to me. Maybe I was waiting for something bigger to happen that never happened. Maybe because the ending was a little abstract and confusing. Or maybe because we never get a real sense of Linda as a person because she is something of an unreliable narrator. Any angle I look at it, I can say that if I enjoyed the writing but I did not enjoy the book that much. It is a beautiful piece of furniture that really isn’t very comfortable to sit on.

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Review: Blacktop Wasteland by S.A. Cosby

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Syopsis:

Beauregard “Bug” Montage: husband, father, honest car mechanic. But he was once known – from North Carolina to the beaches of Florida – as the best getaway driver on the East Coast. Just like his father, who disappeared many years ago.

After a series of financial calamities (worsened by the racial prejudices of the small town he lives in) Bug reluctantly takes part in a daring diamond heist to solve his money troubles – and to go straight once and for all. However, when it goes horrifically wrong, he’s sucked into a grimy underworld which threatens everything, and everyone, he holds dear . . .

Review:

There was a great deal of buzz about this book when it came out. It seemed as if everyone was reading it, and even though I thought I should join the club, I was not too impressed with the description. I have read more than my share of caper novels, and most of them are fun but just that. The expectation was that I would enjoy it like I enjoy an action movie with fast cars and jewelry heists. 

The difference between Blacktop Wasteland and many of these other crime, pulpy novels is the heart. The main character, Beauregard Montage, is in a tough position. A failing business, bills, a mother who is about to get booted from her nursing home, an estranged daughter that he wants to send to college, and no money to do any of these things, motivates him to do one last job as a driver so that he can get ahead in life. Of course the job doesn’t go right and things get worse, but in the end, the motivation for this job, for everything that Beauregard does is to better his family. This sense of responsibility might hit a little harder with male readers who are trying to provide for their families when money is tight, like we can respect him for the actions he takes and the care that he uses to try not to get caught. 

One of the real things I notice in S.A Cosby’s writing is the care that he uses with Beauregard, making sure that he uses his brains that thinks of everything before the jobs are to be done, using him as the character of the professional who is trying to work with amateurs, making his head and shoulders above the rest of the characters. This is also greatly explained by the fact that he is chasing the ghost of his father, Anthony, who was a wheelman criminal of his own, who was doing the same types of jobs when Beauregard was a child. It is possible that he inherited this ability to have a criminal mind, just as he inherited his knack of driving cars.

There are many novels like this one, but Blacktop Wasteland stands out with the character development and the way that the story unfolds. Many people have felt a connection with Beauregard, and this is really what makes Blacktop Wasteland stand out among the rest. 

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Review: Bring Me the Head of Quentin Tarantino by Julian Herbert

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Synopsis:

Virtuosic stories by one of “the more interesting and ambitious prose stylists of our time” (Los Angeles Times)

In this madcap, insatiably inventive, bravura story collection, Julián Herbert brings to vivid life people who struggle to retain a measure of sanity in an insane world. Here we become acquainted with a vengeful “personal memories coach” who tries to get even with his delinquent clients; a former journalist with a cocaine habit who travels through northern Mexico impersonating a famous author of Westerns; the ghost of Juan Rulfo; a man who discovers music in his teeth; and, in the deliriously pulpy title story, a drug lord who looks just like Quentin Tarantino, who kidnaps a mopey film critic to discuss Tarantino’s films while he sends his goons to find and kill the doppelgänger that has colonized his consciousness. Herbert’s astute observations about human nature in extremis feel like the reader’s own revelations.

The antic and dire stories in Bring Me the Head of Quentin Tarantino depict the violence and corruption that plague Mexico today, but they are also deeply ruminative and layered explorations of the narrative impulse and the ethics of art making. Herbert asks: Where are the lines between fiction, memory, and reality? What is the relationship between power, corruption, and survival? How much violence can a person (and a country) take? The stories in this explosive collection showcase the fevered imagination of a significant contemporary writer.

Review:

Julian Herbert is someone whom I have never read, but the title of this short story collection, Bring Me The Head of Quentin Tarantino, made me preorder it immediately. In my teenage years, I was a much bigger fan of Tarantino than I am now, so the title has two different appeals to me. One is that it refers to a director whom I am largely familiar with, and two the loathing of this director might be something I can agree with. (I didn’t know at the time that the title is a riff on the 1974 Sam Peckinpah film Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia).When I started to get into this collection of stories, I was more interested in the style and stories Herbert told than the actual title.

Julian Herbert writes about everything. From crack addicts to gangsters to zombies to finding a pastry on the train and wondering whether or not to eat it, all of these stories are very interesting, have a surreal quality to them, and are very entertaining. Reading about his life and some of his interviews, he is versatile, writes everything, in every genre, and feels like no one should limit what they write. In an interview from November 3, 2020 in The Southwest Review, Herbert states:

“One of my favorite descriptions in sport is something said about the Dutch soccer squad during the 1974 World Cup: “They all defend and they all attack.” In Mexico sportswriters called the team The Clockwork Orange. They used to say that they played “Total Soccer.” I’d like to be able to write literature in that way, not thinking too much about genres (or my position on the field), but trying to do everything at the same time, as writers did in Rabelais’s day.”


This philosophy is really apparent in Bring Me The Head of Quentin Tarantino. This is one of those short story collections where you do not know what is coming next because there is so much variety. The title story, the longest by far in the book, is a little over 60 pages. “Z” the story about the man who is living with zombies and has one for a “psychoanalyst” is 10 pages. The story before that is 4 pages. What I love most about this collection is that he also knows when to stop a story, right at the point where the reader is settling in and is ready for more. Every story in this collection is masterful, and with so many different themes and varieties, it makes me think about some of his other books and how I feel like he might be one of the best living Latin American authors.   

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Review: The Guest List by Lucy Foley

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Synopsis:

The bride ‧ The plus one ‧ The best man ‧ The wedding planner ‧ The bridesmaid ‧ The body

On an island off the coast of Ireland, guests gather to celebrate two people joining their lives together as one. The groom: handsome and charming, a rising television star. The bride: smart and ambitious, a magazine publisher. It’s a wedding for a magazine, or for a celebrity: the designer dress, the remote location, the luxe party favors, the boutique whiskey. The cell phone service may be spotty and the waves may be rough, but every detail has been expertly planned and will be expertly executed.

But perfection is for plans, and people are all too human. As the champagne is popped and the festivities begin, resentments and petty jealousies begin to mingle with the reminiscences and well wishes. The groomsmen begin the drinking game from their school days. The bridesmaid not-so-accidentally ruins her dress. The bride’s oldest (male) friend gives an uncomfortably caring toast.

And then someone turns up dead. Who didn’t wish the happy couple well? And perhaps more important, why? 

Review:

I picked this up as an extra in a Book of the Month box, where I get novels I normally would not pick up on my own. The premise of The Guest List is one that I thought I would like, a wedding on a private island, and the tagline that includes that “But Someone Will Not Survive it.” If I had a niche plot that I think is very underwritten and right in my wheelhouse, it would be wedding thrillers and horror. A wedding is a joyous occasion, even if there is a great deal of tension and drama behind the scenes, the bride and groom are happy, people drink, eat cake, dance, and celebrate. For someone to bring horror and murder into this joyous occassion is right in a sweet spot that is very attractive to me.

The Guest List does not disappoint. We are firmly planted in the middle of a wedding on a private island between Jules, a magazine publisher, and Will, a survival TV personality. The book is written in alternating narrative, most of them being secondary characters in the wedding party, but eventually the picture becomes more and more clear. The way that the story closes with more and more focus on the center of the story (the “But Someone Will Not Survive it” of the story) keeps me engaged and interested throughout. There is no point where the tension lets up, and for 300+ pages, we are pulled closer and closer to the truth. 
The best way to sum up this entire book is the island itself. At one time inhabited, the only people who live on it now are Aoife, who happens to also be the wedding planner and Freddy her husband. The island is also rumored to be haunted, with ghosts and bogs and graveyards, but this is a set up for the real haunting, the real ghosts that all of the guests bring onto the island with them. Once there is no sort of authority, and all of the guests are on their own, and that secrets start to come out, all bets are off. There are many reasons for the guests to kill one another, and when the final acts are revealed, there is satisfaction in the ending and the entire premise of the book. There are a few things that seem a little far fetched, some guests who draw conclusions that are really thin on evidence, but this is also how people react sometimes. We sometimes connect the dots way too easily, and this leads to assumptions and mistakes, but as a whole, the moments that do seem a little bit of a reach play on human nature. The Guest List is a fun and wonderfully fast paced book, and I have highly recommended it to my friends.

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