Superb!
And there we have the coming-of-age horror trifecta.
After some research on the net and some reviews on Goodreads by people whose opinion I trust, I've decided to find the best three coming-of-age stories in the horror genre. In my opinion, this is the third and final leg of the triangle - the others being IT by Stephen King and BOY'S LIFE by Robert R. McCammon.
What makes these books so great?
Well, the writing is superb - it has to be, with this one being the shortest at 601 pages.
They have to be scary - while BOY'S LIFE may be the least scary of the three, it succeeds as both horror and a brilliant drama, with a hint of 'magic' that takes you along for the ride.
Most of all, though, they have to be relatable - and that is never easy, especially with a worldwide audience of many different cultures and beliefs. And while I grew up on a different continent, at a different time and with a very different culture, all three of these stories took me back to my childhood.
SUMMER OF NIGHT takes place in Elm Haven, Illinois, in 1960, with six friends, five of them 11 going on 12, during their summer holiday. Their school - Old Central - has closed its doors for the very last time, but something has awakened...something evil....and it is down to the Bike Patrol to stop that something they are much too young to even grasp.
I made the comment about halfway through the book - When was the last time I saw a firefly? The last time I can remember - with any kind of certainty - was when I was six years old. My father had to explain to me the miracle of a living thing creating light without, well, anything. I was too young to grasp the concept, but I do remember my dad's words:
"A miracle we can't explain."
I may have seen them again during my youth, I honestly can't remember, but I can say with absolute certainty that I haven't seen a firefly in my adult life. It saddens me, somewhat, but I can only hope that I will get the opportunity some day to try and explain it to my own son.
Then there is the Free Show - held every Saturday, offering the entire town the opportunity to see movies and cartoons on a big screen.
When I was seven years old, we had a teacher in our school who loved children and spending time with them. On three or four Fridays during that year, he would decide to have a movie night. Word of mouth was spread throughout the school, and a small fee was requested - only enough to rent a movie projector and either one or two movies.
We would meet at the Assembly Hall (I think that's what our friends call it overseas) with a sleeping bag, pillow and snacks. While the teacher chaperoned and the older kids kept an eye on the younger ones, we would watch movies until we fell asleep.
Man, those were the days! Even mentioning something like that in the times we are living in may sound completely, utterly irresponsible and insane, but nothing bad ever happened on those nights. We were still innocent kids, discovering the magic of cinema with Bud Spencer and Terence Hill movies (that's what I can remember, anyway). And I'm pretty sure that our parents didn't lie awake, worried sick about their children, but rather enjoyed the solitude and (perhaps) a rare date night.
Yes, this was during the early 80's, but we still had that innocence, you know?
Okay, I'm rambling a bit...sorry - only the good books have that effect on me.
I loved this horror, everything worked well, and Simmons can build tension like nobody's business. I'm a fan of this author after only a single book - recommend to all horror fans!