| Horrors of the Holy | ||||||||
| Staci Layne Wilson | ||||||||
| Running Free Press, 106 pages & 17 page forthcoming novel bonus | ||||||||
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A review by Georges T. Dodds
The problem is that the book doesn't entirely live up to its billing. Seeing that the book was published by a
small press, I had some preconceptions that some of the stories might push the envelope in terms of sin or sacrilege. In
this regard, nothing in Horrors of the Holy wasn't done better and in a much more sacrilegious manner (even by today's
standards) by Hanns Heins Ewers in The Sorcerer's Apprentice (1907) and his other works. In terms of the supernatural,
many of Wilson's stories include supernatural occurrences, but nothing I might qualify as "creepy" -- it is all rather matter of fact.
With respect to the "holy" qualification, there is little material that qualifies in this regard. A large body
of British horror writers from the first half of the 20th century, including M.P. Dare, L.P. Hartley, M.R. James, and
E.G. Swain, amongst others, wrote excellent stories set around church crypts, fallen priests, cathedral ruins, etc., but
nothing like this can be found in Horrors of the Holy. The story "Losing My Religion" comes closest to the
"holy" appellation, being the story of a young priest sent to replace an elderly priest on a remote island who gets
"replaced" in a most hideous way himself. The combination of remote islands and religion-associated horror has been
covered with much more details of local culture and weird horror in Rev. Henry S. Whitehead's mid-40s collections
(Jumbee and Other Uncanny Tales and West India Lights) and W.B. Seabrook's The Magic Island (1929).
Wilson's story "Anti-Christ Superstar," a story about the charismatic leader of a Satanic cult who gets "too big for
his britches" and has to be disposed of by ol' Beelzy himself again can only be peripherally associated with matters
theological, while the rest of the collection has even less relevance to its avowed subject matter.
As long as you are not expecting anything truly sinful or sacrilegious, and are contented by straight-forward
events unfolding to a horror climax, by all means, read Horrors of the Holy. If Ms. Wilson manages to flesh
out her locales and add a bit more creepiness (i.e., atmosphere) she certainly appears to have sufficient imagination
to turn out, as "Thundering Hooves" attests, some excellent stories in the future.
Georges Dodds is a research scientist in vegetable crop physiology, who for close to 25 years has read and collected close to 2000 titles of predominantly pre-1950 science-fiction and fantasy, both in English and French. He writes columns on early imaginative literature for WARP, the newsletter/fanzine of the Montreal Science Fiction and Fantasy Association. |
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