I feel nauseous...yack.
The most disturbing thing I've ever read. ( )

Evenson writes dark, stylistic and intelligent horror tales. His work can be utterly bleak or wryly amusing and whilst sometimes too dark and sometimes too intelligent for me I always find his work interesting. This book is no exception.

"A woman carries a dying baby across a desert waste, moving toward a fortress harbouring a mysterious resurrection cult."
so begins the blurb. This a very dark tale of resurrection, of cannibalism, of religious fanaticism and cults, of what you try to own. Set in a vague, surreal fantastical wild west it falls into the bleak, bit too intelligent category. What he is trying to do with the writing style I can't work out; but pared down and stark as usual it is sometimes jarring.

Fear not, it is very readable and whilst slow at first, the build up is worth it. I do wish we could have lingered a bit more on the interesting part. This is not a book for the faint of heart, but horror fans should find something to chew here. It is an interesting book. ( )