In honor of my favorite month of the year, I'm posting a review I just wrote on a book called "28 Teeth of Rage."
A Carnival Ride of Blood and Guts
When Strom Wheldon returns from Afghanistan a deeply depressed and embittered double-amputee, his wife Jodi buys him a Skil saw to cheer him up and keep him busy fixing up their home. Unbeknownst to her, the saw embodies the evil spirit of a Yaholo Indian chieftain.
Strom's new saw is trouble from the start. It injures him the very first time he tries to use it, and soon it starts telling him to commit unspeakable acts.
As time goes on, the evil spirit makes a bargain with him. If he will feed its insatiable bloodlust, it will perform for him a miracle and give him back his legs.
When I first heard the title of this book, I thought it would be a typical slasher story along the lines of Friday the Thirteenth, but the person who asked me to review it assured me it wasn't your standard torture-porn fare, so I went ahead and agreed to do it.
There is gore, and blood and guts aplenty, but there is a deeper story, too, about love and its healing redemption, about the nature of greed and man's desire for what cannot be.
The story sucked me in right away and made me want to keep reading--even through parts I found a little disturbing. (Spoiler alert: if even fictional acts of violence against animals bothers you as it does me, you might want to skip ahead when it gets to the part with the dog.)
Overall, I enjoyed reading this book and would recommend it to other horror fans. It is gripping and downright horrifying in all the right places.