Blurb It was a parched, lonely, cruel land. It was the land of the cruellest predator of all, the Razorback
It was there that the American woman, beautiful, well-known, controversial for her conservationist views, disappeared without a trace.
It was there that the smart New York lawyer, her husband, must go, to find the men who kill, to uncover the greater conspiracy of greed and violence, to face the truth about himself. Only then would he know who killed his wife. And how. And why.
If he survived the land of the Razorback
This one may have to wait its turn because (a) Halkin's Slime takes precedence, (b) it is cruelly long (380+ pages) and, crucially, (c) reviews seen suggest it bears little or no relation to the movie, the porcine predator not really grabbing its share of the limelight until the close. In layman's terms, we may have another The Fire-Ants on our hands. Weirdly, the novel is copyrighted not to Peter Brennan but something called Foleshill Investment Limited.
From the first, I set myself against "literature"; the story was the thing, and no amount of style could persuade me to select a story that lacked genuine, unadulterated horror. For those who wanted something high-brow there was plenty.
Not weird at all - that was the company that was formed to make the film, and they owned the rights to the book with the named author being a hired hand. Fairly standard practise with companies formed for the purpose of one production.
No. He was one of the great paperback artists, and a great friend, and while I do appreciate that the name holds some connotations, I think he should get a bit of respect on your next mention of him, thanks.