Following a distinguished servce in the UK sugar industry, Dan Mason retires to Dragon’s Farm in Kent. While working on his garden one day, he disturbs a colony of spiders and one of them bites him. He kills it but, that night, hundreds invade his bedroom and kill him. And so we’re off on a rollicking, 1978 horror paperback original, with nature biting back against man. I loved it.
Richard Lewis gets things off to a flying start and, very soon, the spiders are on the march to London, laying absolute waste to everything in their path because - of course - they’ve been genetically modified (we don’t find out all the details until much later). Thankfully, Dan’s son Alan is a an accomplished biologist well aware of arachnids (for some reason, Lewis keeps referring to the spiders as insects, which got jarring after a while) and he’s soon on the case.
There’s a lot to love about this. Set in a late 70s England, mainly in Kent though we get as far north as Bedford, this takes plenty of leads from the James Herbert rulebook and some of the early chapters feature Shreddies (a phrase conjured up by my friend Marc Francis), introduced and then bumped off in a handful of pages, only existing to give us another slice of horror. And Lewis piles on the horror - it’s not just adults that get it in this, kids and animals aren’t safe either and there’s a sequence at the end that was more powerful (featuring dogs and cats) than I think the writer was planning.
There are downsides, of course. There’s a lull in the action in the middle as the scientists do their stuff (and it’s made worse because we ‘hear’ of several big-scale and violent incidents which would have made superb set pieces but are dealt with in a line or two), there’s some casual chauvinism (Lewis appears obsessed with the sagginess of female characters boobs) and the ending features an “oh, I forgot to tell you moment” from a character who should have been interviewed nearer the start of the story.
But these are minor quibbles and don’t detract from the sheer joy of the story. Your reading pleasure will entirely depend on your love for 70s horror but, if it’s anything like mine, you’ll think “Spiders” is a winner. Now I just have to try and find the sequel for a reasonable price! Very highly recommended.