Few things these days cause me to lose interest in a horror title faster than learning it's a book featuring either zombies or vampires. Both figures have completely oversaturated the market these last few decades while doing little that's actually original or, at the very least, interesting with these well-worn, deader than a doornail, monstrous staples. The rare exception (and there are exceptions, to be sure) is Brian Keene, who has, over the years, conditioned me to go out of my way to read his zombie books (Ob rules!) and now, with With Teeth, his vampire novella.
My main reason for being excited about With Teeth lies with Keene's short vampire story, "The Last Supper," a post-apocalyptic look at a lone vampire in the wasteland, which I read back in 2015 in Christopher Golden's Seize the Night: New Tales of Vampiric Terror. It was one of the standout stories in that collection and it's stuck with me well enough over the years and hundred and hundreds and hundreds of books since that I was actually pretty damn eager to see Keene return to the vampire genre with this new release.
As the title indicates, With Teeth has plenty of bite and Keene gives us an unflinching look at vampirism in the heavily shadowed backwoods hollows of West Virginia. Frank, his cousins, and a handful of friends, including the instantly dislikable and deplorable Cecil, are hurting financially. One makes a joke about Breaking Bad, while another thinks about their grandfather's Prohibition-era moonshine operation, reflecting on Appalachia's current meth crisis. The idea takes root and the following day the men are traipsing through Frank's grandfather's old and well-hidden stomping grounds, trying to find the perfect place to set up a meth lab. Of course, they find a helluva lot more than they bargained for...
As Frank tells us in the book's opening, vampires aren't sexy, well-dressed, high-cultured romantics, and that "Vampires do not fucking sparkle." I suppose it's a testament to the lasting endurance of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight saga that more than fifteen years later, every horror author writing about vampires still has to remind us in some way or another that vampires don't sparkle as they seek to get back to the terrifying roots of these undying terrors. Needless to say, Keene's vampires have teeth, and he posits these figures as being far more animalistic and rabid than popular culture posits, something more akin to sharks than human beings. They're predatory and vicious, and hiding in the caves of West Virginia, very, very hungry.
Keene absolutely nails the themes of being trapped, whether it's by vampires or generations of poverty keeping his rugged and destitute, blue collar cast stuck inside an ever-tightening noose of economic decline and unable to provide better lives for their loved ones. In exploring the history of West Virginia and the lives of his characters, Keene shows us the ways in which capitalism and economic anxiety are its own form of vampirism. Frank, his friends, and family work dead ends jobs, making less money with each passing year as the costs of living rise and work hours get slashed, leaving them dependent on welfare and dreams of making it rich as meth dealers. Ah yes, the good, old American Dream...
Keene's got a lot on his mind, and it all gets explored with deft, cutting precision. The main story accounts for roughly 80% of my Kindle copy, with the rest of the space reprinting two of Keene's loosely connected vampire short stories, "The Last Supper" and "Down Under." It was a pleasure to revisit "The Last Supper," although "Down Under" was new to me and lots of fun. Both are definitely worth a read and complement With Teeth perfectly. They also leave a bit of wiggle room in Keene's vampiric timeline in this corner of the labyrinth, which has my blood pumping in the hope for more stories in this vein.