Thirty years ago, on the 4th of July, teenager Andy Leonard went on a killing spree. The victims included everyone in his house plus a number of bystanders as Andy drove through town. The only person Andy purposely spared that night was 10-month-old Joseph. As a grown man, Joseph, renamed Geoff Conover by his adopting parents, returned to the town of his birth, Cedar Hill, Ohio, in search of answers to two questions: why did Andy Leonard go on his killing spree, and why was he, Geoff, spared?
The search for answers leads Geoff to the darkest corners of Cedar Hill as he meets a group of locals who spend their time together swapping stories about their own strange encounters in this town where, the Reverend assures Geoff, “Weird sht happens here. Get used to it.” The tales unfold at the Hangman’s tavern where stories are used as currency and everyone begins to understand that whatever force drew Geoff back to Cedar Hill, it’s something very strong and it’s affecting the others in the group as well. The Reverend finally takes Geoff on an even stranger journey beneath Cedar Hill as they chase after the town boogeyman known only as Hoopsticks.
FAR DARK FIELDS is the latest novel in my Gary Braunbeck library, and it’s quite an interesting animal. I already knew that the bulk of Braunbeck’s work was set in Cedar Hill and that the stories formed a cycle, but at times I had trouble figuring out the timelines. FAR DARK FIELDS clears that up and does a great job of tying together every previous Cedar Hill novel, giving it a specific place in the chronology and tying up all of our previous characters’ loose ends. And judging by the stories told about this town, the Reverend was right: weird sht happens there.
I was slightly confused by this novel, however. It begins two years after Geoff first went to Cedar Hill, with the police knocking on his door near 4 in the morning. There’s been another murder spree in town and the gunman, Bruce Dyson, refuses to talk to anyone but Geoff. So he’s taken by helicopter to Cedar Hill to find out what Dyson, a person he’s never officially met, has to say to him. The problem is the novel never gets back to that part of the story. We go into the flashback of Geoff’s first visit to Cedar Hill and by the time we reach the end, we’re still there. An attentive reader can piece together the bits of story throughout the novel and figure out WHY Dyson wants to talk to Geoff Conover, but we never get to see that meeting or confirm our suspicions about just what kind of secrets the boy wants to divulge. And that’s disappointing because I believe actually getting to witness that meeting would have given the reader and the novel itself a much-deserved sense of closure. Yes, in our minds, we can read this book and make it all work out logically in our heads, but it’s just the not the same as the author’s confirmation. Not that I think Braunbeck needed to spell it all out for us, but with a novel as non-linear as this one, a little help wouldn’t have been a bad thing.
What Braunbeck did absolutely right in this one, though, was in tying together all of his previous Cedar Hill novels; I loved that part. And even though I never got a real sense of knowing some of the previous characters, it was still a pleasure to see them again and find out what they’ve been up to since my last encounters with them.
I think at times Braunbeck plays a little too loose with “weird” stuff that goes down and uses it as crutch to keep making weird stuff happen without feeling the need to ever justify any of it. And to an extent, if that is his thought process, I agree with it completely; the weird shouldn’t always be explained. But I do feel that, within the confines of a novel like this the weird should have something to do with the plot, but I don’t think that’s the case overall here. There were a few things Geoff Conover experienced during his first day in Cedar Hill that, to me, felt shoved in to fill space and I didn’t see how they had anything to do with the Hoopsticks story or anything. I could be wrong, maybe there were small details I missed, but I don’t think so. If I’m reading the novel correctly, they just didn’t belong, plain and simple. That being said, they weren’t enough to diminish my enjoyment of the novel, not in the least.
FAR DARK FIELDS isn’t the best Gary A. Braunbeck novel, but for fans of his Cedar Hill stories, it definitely fits into the line-up and deserves to follow the ones that came before. He does take steps in trying to explain just WHY it is so much violence takes place in this town, although I felt that explanation was cheap and simple and, quite honestly, beneath Braunbeck’s talent as a writer. After all, his imagination is unparalleled and his skill with words reminds me, at the best of times, of classic Ray Bradbury, especially when he’s really on a roll. But in the end, it is what it is and FAR DARK FIELDS is a well-written book with an, at times, so-so plot that is bound to leave a lot of readers scratching their heads in the end.