What I mean is, it’s The Fog, but (and here’s the twist!) without any fog.Ĭhildren in London suddenly fly into a blood-thirsty rage that leads to acts of increasingly lunatic devastation, murdering and assaulting their teachers, before heading out on the streets in a rampage that brings the entire city to it’s knees. The reason I bring this up is because I just read Nick Sharman’s Childmare, and damn it if doesn’t do so well right up until the stupid explanation scene stops the story dead in it’s tracks.Ĭhildmare was released in 1980, and it’s a glorious testament to the cultural impact James Herbert had on the horror scene. Some people (we’ll call them pedants) demand answers to everything, as if knowing why the dead rose from the grave will somehow make the nihilistic farmhouse siege in Night of The Living Dead more exciting (for the record, there’s a line in the movie about a venus probe returning the earth being the cause, but it’s just a dropped, throwaway line that even the filmmakers apparently chose to ignore). It’s why Rob Zombie’s Halloween remake wasn’t as successful as the original, when Michael Myers was just The Shape, an inexplicable force of evil driven to kill because why not? Would It Follows have been so frightening if they had revealed that they were being followed by the spirit of a little girl who died during a game of kiss-chase? See for me, horror tends to work best when it takes place for no reason. Good night.Let’s talk about the unexplained. I really don’t want to waste any more of my time discussing it. The Scourge wasn’t absolutely terrible, but if it weren’t for that cool cover, it would be absolutely forgetable. I had a few other books by Nick Sharman lined up, but I’m in no rush to get to them now.
This would have been a far better book if it had been about a bloody eyeball. If I had any idea that that’s what this book was about, I wouldn’t have read it. Maybe it was all the Russ Martin novels I read last year, but I am pretty damn sick of novels about telepathic mind control.
This wealthy chemist makes a drug that lets him control his victims’ minds telepathically. It turns out they did something to anger the owner of a pharmaceutical company. I had no idea what this book was going to be about, but that cover is sick as hell.Ī private detective almost dies in a mysterious car crash, and he soon finds himself investigating a bunch of people who have been hallucinating themselves to death.
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