Paul Tremblay has achieved the kind of book that makes you want to seek out and soak up every book you can find by that author. The kind of book you read and put it down, contentedly haunted. It floats somewhere just outside the realm of what elitists may call “true” horror. But what is “true” horror? Does it have to have severed limbs, unstoppable demonic foes with chainsaws, or a mutated zoo animal that suddenly develops a taste for human flesh? Can it be something subtle, like the soft whispers of the voices we hear in our heads? Or can it be the confused love of a trusted parent willing to do anything to protect their child?
Meredith Barrett is an adult trying her best to remember those patchy months of her childhood that changed her life forever. The time spent on a nationally televised reality show that focused on her demonically possessed older sister. Meredith spends most of the book telling us about the show from the viewpoint of an eight-year-old girl who was as scared and confused as any child would be in such an unstable environment.
Meredith wants to believe that her sister, Marjorie, is just pulling the wool down over everyone from her distant mother and ratings-obsessed TV crew members to her overzealous fanatical father and the viewers at home. It takes her years of looking at the past through the eyes of a wizened adult to see the truths that flutter around the edges of her reality.
If Alfred Hitchcock were still alive today, he would buy every copy of this book just to unleash the simple but beautiful horrors from within this book upon a world full of unprepared moviegoers. This book shows Tremblay’s ability to create strong characters and a swirling fog of a plot that embraces you just before it chills you to the bone.
Paul Tremblay doesn’t only write great horror, he writes good fiction. Do what you need to in order to get this book. Beg, borrow, or buy it now!
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