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Post by andydecker on May 15, 2020 9:09:59 GMT
Charles L. Grant – The Soft Whisper of the Dead (Berkley Books, 1987, 159 p., Original Donald M. Grant, 1982) F ROM THE SHADOWS OF A WINDSWEPT NIGHT COMES A DARK, ELUSIVE STRANGER …
One who stalks the cobblestone streets of Oxrun Station, moving silently from victim to victim.
One who haunts the winter-chilled corridors of Squires Manor, luring the soul of a young beauty to eternal damnation.
One who sleeps by day and rises at night to satisfy a strange and evil thirst …
The thirst for human blood.One of three novels which concentrate on the old monsters. This one is the vampire, the next is the werewolf and the third is the mummy. In the foreword Grant tells how these books came to be, first published as original hardcovers by Donald M. Grant. They were a deliberate attempt to celebrate the old Universal monsters and Hammer movies, which at the time of writing had become a joke. Of course this is a matter of taste, but this is tame. I didn't expect savagery a la Nancy Collins or vampire lore like Les Daniels did so well. But this was too soft. And the placing at Oxrun Station, Grant's fictional spooky New England town, was absolutly wasted, especially as this was a kind of "historical" novel with gaslight and carriages. I didn't bother with the other two. A quick browsing these days did nothing to convince me that I didn't understood it back then.
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