"DEAD EDDY"
Another fun story that shows Harry getting in over his head, this time with a casino mob boss in Las Vegas. I've heard from fans of the series that they suspect Lumley didn't write "Dead Eddy" and "Dinosaur Dreams" himself - that another wrote them for him. Either way, "Dead Eddy" was a nice tangential story off the main Wamphyri narrative of the overarching series.
The story begins with Harry finding a boatload of treasure in his attic. Now, because this takes place during The Lost Years, we know this money comes from Harry's raiding the Francezci brothers' vaults in Sicily.
It was nice to see Harry taking a break from all the drama and heartache, and finally enjoying himself. As if that were possible! He is quickly joined by Eddy, who was murdered by casino mobsters for stealing from them on the slot machines.
One of my favorite plot elements of the Necroscope books is when Harry calls up the dead from their graves to fight for, or with him. He did it in the first two books in the series, and again in The Lost Years, Volume 2. Seeing the horrifying remains of Dead Eddy standing in the casino and then this happens:
"Not an 'it" but a 'who,' for there was no mistaking Eddy's arm - broken in three places and fallen from his mouldering shoulder - whose bones came creeping over the polished floor in Randazzo's direction!"
The one issue I have with this book was how vengeful Harry became after he escaped from being buried alive. Yeah, he got screwed, but his intensity for revenge seemed a little out of character. He was just so cavalier with going back to the casino and violently attacking everyone. I mean, threatening to blow the place up? Seemed like I was reading a different character than Harry Keogh.
The way Randazzo died was pretty horrible:
"- You filled him with silver,' Harry finished it for him. 'His intestines, guts, lungs, and windpipe - every cavity in his body - crammed with silver from the slots.' And thinking about it the Necroscope (even Harry Keogh) felt an involuntary shudder drilling through his body."
Also, I was surprised to read that Harry never considered that Brenda and Harry Jr. could have gone to the U.S. Really? Frankly, when reading The Lost Years I was surprised that Harry limited his search to the seaside coastal towns of England and Scotland. It seemed baffling to him that his wife and son could have traveled across the ocean to America. Or South America. A very myopic view on Harry's part.
"DINOSAUR DREAMS"
Since I'm reading the entire Necroscope series in chronological order, I've only read "Dinosaur Dreams" from this book. Finished that story on 2/7/15.
What a fascinating concept Brian Lumley explored here. The idea that Harry Keogh can sense the dead bugs around him in the psychic aether, as well as dead humans. And even ancient dinosaurs can play in this game! He writes:
"It was - it could only be - the fossils of course. It was their murmuring. It was what continued to go on in them following the lives that had fled them so many millions of years ago. Like an echo of their once-being, it was simply a reminder that they had been, that they had lived!"
Very well-crafted story about the murderer Newton Loomis. Again, glad to see that Lumley isn't solely focused on vampires in every book. Harry's talents can be used to right wrongs that have nothing to do with the undead. I imagine there are many stories to be told of Harry helping the dead get justice from the living who hurt them. So many literary possibilities.
All the stories in this book take place during the Lost Years. Truth be told, I've already finished the Lost Years and Necroscope III: The Source, so I already know what happens to Brenda and Harry Jr. Still, the burden of loss weighs so heavily on Harry. Consider this line at the beginning of "Dinosaur Dreams:"
"Until more recently - believing his family irretrievably lost, and those fruitless years of searching for them - he'd given up. For loves dies after a time, and more quickly when there's blame."
Lumley summed up the story perfectly with his last section on the raptor fossils that would chase Loomis forever:
"All of its life, spent by the lakes and water holes in the steamy cycad forests, the raptor-thing had been a great hunter. And as in life, so in death. Dinosaur dreams had been buried in these rocks for all those many millions of years: terror of the pterosaur and savage triumph of the predator both, cut short by a rockfall in an age before the first ape swung in the trees."
And:
"Harry nodded. 'He's under a hundred tons of rock, piled up against the foot of the cliff. He's buried with a creature that dreams of the hunt, with all its memories made fresh. And he is the prey. He's running even as we speak - by steamy pools in tree-fern forests - pursued by a hunter who can't catch him but who won't give in for another hundred million years. That's the grand irony of it: that all his life, by hook or by crook, Newton Loomis hunted for fossils..."