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Shadows Bend: A Novel of the Fantastic and Unspeakable
H.P. Lovecraft was a writer who would one day become famous for his eerie tales of the macabre - filled with ancient beings who ruled the world millions of years before the appearance of the human race.
Robert E. Howard was a writer whose barbarian character Conan would become a literary legend - a lone hero in a primitive world overrun by humankind's oldest and strongest enemies.
But few know the real story that inspired these masters of pulp fiction. The story that begins on a dark and stormy night. A night tortured by the cries of an inhuman infant. A child who would open the gates to the most dangerous force in the cosmos - the ancient god Cthulhu...
And only two men - two eccentric writers - can stop him.
Robert E. Howard was a writer whose barbarian character Conan would become a literary legend - a lone hero in a primitive world overrun by humankind's oldest and strongest enemies.
But few know the real story that inspired these masters of pulp fiction. The story that begins on a dark and stormy night. A night tortured by the cries of an inhuman infant. A child who would open the gates to the most dangerous force in the cosmos - the ancient god Cthulhu...
And only two men - two eccentric writers - can stop him.
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First published January 1, 2000
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July 19, 2014
Howard Phillips Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard were two of the greatest authors ever to grace the pages of Weird Tales back in the heyday of classic pulp fiction, and they earned a following that endures to the present day. They were real-life pen pals, but in actuality never met in person, a circumstance many of their admirers regret. As he notes in his short Afterword here, this was co-author David Barbour's "inspiration" for providing the two men with at least a fictional meeting --one that becomes a road trip. Before it's done, our authors also involve the third of "the Three Musketeers of Weird Tales," Clark Ashton Smith ("Klarkash-Ton," as he's often called here, was a nickname HPL actually gave him in their extensive correspondence). But while it will be an adventure, the road trip set in motion when Lovecraft unexpectedly arrives in Cross Plains, Texas on a hot, stormy evening in August 1935, with the Artifact in his pocket, won't be a fun, jolly romp. As a writer, Lovecraft is best known for his Cthulhu Mythos, dark tales of the sinister, alien Great Old Ones who ruled the primeval Earth and are still dangerous, with ambitions to regain their mastery. It's a real-world known fact that HPL derived many of his story ideas from his dreams. But the Great Old Ones of his yarns were telepathic, able to communicate information and ideas to the minds of receptive humans. What if....?
Writers of Lovecraft or Howard pastiches often try to write in the style of the older authors, but Barbour and Raleigh don't attempt this; there's no purple prose here, for instance, and no concluding sentence in italics. The style is modern; but like their protagonists, our authors here are good at evoking atmosphere, and ably conjuring the feel of the Mythos. Females seldom play a big role in Lovecraft's own fiction, but here the distaff side gets its due in Glory McKenna, who's a wonderfully-drawn character. Related to this, there's a certain amount of sexual tension in places, and a franker approach to sexuality than would be characteristic of either HPL's or REH's writing. But there's only one instance of unmarried sex (though, to be fair to the couple, their motive was probably more, or at least as much, therapeutic as salacious, in the context); it's not very explicit. Bad language is another difference from the fiction of our heroes; both REH and Glory (and a few minor characters) here tend to use the casual profanity --though not obscenity-- that colored the speech of the generation for whom the Roaring 20s was a formative influence. (Readers my age have heard this kind of speaking style from older relatives.) Similarly, both Lovecraft and Howard deliver a few passing observations about the "Aryan" and "inferior" races that will make readers roll their eyes (or worse), though Glory challenges these. The authors clearly sought to portray both men as they really were, and presumably the same with Smith; I don't know enough about the latter to tell in his case, but I'd say that with HPL and REH they succeeded pretty well, judging from what I've read in such sources as Blood and Thunder: The Life and Art of Robert E. Howard and Explorers of the Infinite: Shapers of Science Fiction. There are a few slips (for instance, as an atheist, Lovecraft probably wouldn't have said "Thank God" as he does once here, and while our authors have him criticizing writers who use references to Atlantis and Lemuria in their work, he mentions the latter in "The Haunter of the Dark"), but these are very minor.
Neither Lovecraft nor Howard, to my knowledge, ever used Southwestern Native American lore and mythology to tie in with the Mythos; but it's done very naturally here (the influence of the Great Old Ones, on this premise, would be world-wide, so could appear in any culture), and it enhances the storyline. The geographical landscape is evoked well, as is the 30s ambiance (okay, I wasn't there, but I've seen and read films and literature from the period!). Above all, the plotting is a tour-de-force, IMO, from beginning to end. Some readers will complain that there are unanswered questions after the denouement, as even one of the characters notes (and this is probably why the average Goodreads rating for the book isn't as high as mine); but even in the original Mythos fiction, there were often some things left unexplained --we're dealing, after all, with mysteries that are supposedly too deep and too alien for us to fathom. (One thing that is apparent is that we're dealing with creatures whose main weapon is an ability to play head games with the minds of other species.) And the ending packs an emotional force that will stay with you for a long time.
Personally, I found this a wonderful homage to two of my favorite writers. It will probably appeal most to their fans, or fans of that period's pulp fiction. But even readers who've never read either writer, but who like SF that reads like supernatural fiction, ancient mysteries, cryptic and musty old tomes, and larger-than-life menace might well like it too --and might be motivated to check out some of the original writings that inspired this one!
Writers of Lovecraft or Howard pastiches often try to write in the style of the older authors, but Barbour and Raleigh don't attempt this; there's no purple prose here, for instance, and no concluding sentence in italics. The style is modern; but like their protagonists, our authors here are good at evoking atmosphere, and ably conjuring the feel of the Mythos. Females seldom play a big role in Lovecraft's own fiction, but here the distaff side gets its due in Glory McKenna, who's a wonderfully-drawn character. Related to this, there's a certain amount of sexual tension in places, and a franker approach to sexuality than would be characteristic of either HPL's or REH's writing. But there's only one instance of unmarried sex (though, to be fair to the couple, their motive was probably more, or at least as much, therapeutic as salacious, in the context); it's not very explicit. Bad language is another difference from the fiction of our heroes; both REH and Glory (and a few minor characters) here tend to use the casual profanity --though not obscenity-- that colored the speech of the generation for whom the Roaring 20s was a formative influence. (Readers my age have heard this kind of speaking style from older relatives.) Similarly, both Lovecraft and Howard deliver a few passing observations about the "Aryan" and "inferior" races that will make readers roll their eyes (or worse), though Glory challenges these. The authors clearly sought to portray both men as they really were, and presumably the same with Smith; I don't know enough about the latter to tell in his case, but I'd say that with HPL and REH they succeeded pretty well, judging from what I've read in such sources as Blood and Thunder: The Life and Art of Robert E. Howard and Explorers of the Infinite: Shapers of Science Fiction. There are a few slips (for instance, as an atheist, Lovecraft probably wouldn't have said "Thank God" as he does once here, and while our authors have him criticizing writers who use references to Atlantis and Lemuria in their work, he mentions the latter in "The Haunter of the Dark"), but these are very minor.
Neither Lovecraft nor Howard, to my knowledge, ever used Southwestern Native American lore and mythology to tie in with the Mythos; but it's done very naturally here (the influence of the Great Old Ones, on this premise, would be world-wide, so could appear in any culture), and it enhances the storyline. The geographical landscape is evoked well, as is the 30s ambiance (okay, I wasn't there, but I've seen and read films and literature from the period!). Above all, the plotting is a tour-de-force, IMO, from beginning to end. Some readers will complain that there are unanswered questions after the denouement, as even one of the characters notes (and this is probably why the average Goodreads rating for the book isn't as high as mine); but even in the original Mythos fiction, there were often some things left unexplained --we're dealing, after all, with mysteries that are supposedly too deep and too alien for us to fathom. (One thing that is apparent is that we're dealing with creatures whose main weapon is an ability to play head games with the minds of other species.) And the ending packs an emotional force that will stay with you for a long time.
Personally, I found this a wonderful homage to two of my favorite writers. It will probably appeal most to their fans, or fans of that period's pulp fiction. But even readers who've never read either writer, but who like SF that reads like supernatural fiction, ancient mysteries, cryptic and musty old tomes, and larger-than-life menace might well like it too --and might be motivated to check out some of the original writings that inspired this one!
July 21, 2021
Even though I'm usually opposed on principle to stories about "someone discovers that Lovecraft's stories are actually TRUE!", I was won over by the premise of HPL and REH on a road trip to stop an eldritch evil.
It loses one star by constant and excessive head-hopping -- and there's a third (fictional) character along for much of the ride, so that means we keep swapping between THREE viewpoints in mid-scene.
It loses another star by having the ending make no sense, or rather, having the ending invalidate the premises. Not only is it never explained truly WHY they need to go on this quest, the final "big boss" encounter inadvertently invalidates everything that they fought through. Oops.
It loses one star by constant and excessive head-hopping -- and there's a third (fictional) character along for much of the ride, so that means we keep swapping between THREE viewpoints in mid-scene.
It loses another star by having the ending make no sense, or rather, having the ending invalidate the premises. Not only is it never explained truly WHY they need to go on this quest, the final "big boss" encounter inadvertently invalidates everything that they fought through. Oops.
January 4, 2014
Stuff I Read - Shadows Bend by David Barbour and Richard Raleigh Review
To say that I was surprised by the subtlety of this book would be something of an understatement. Indeed, with the concept of H.P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard struggling against the forces of Cthulhu, subtle would be about the last thing I would have expected. To be quite honest, I was expecting this book to be average to pretty bad, given the set up. What I got instead, to my delight, is a book that manages to be both subtle and meaningful, a book that explores the intricacies of Lovecraft's and Howard's styles and histories and delivers a story that is both complicated and simple. It all comes together into something that is surprisingly meaningful and interesting and rather funny as well, though not exactly in the way I was expecting.
The premise reads like a humor book, after all. Lovecraft has all the trappings of an uptight urbanite while Howard comes off as a rustic ruffian. They are like the Weird Tales equivalent of the Odd Couple, neither particularly comfortable with the other and both constantly at odds with how to proceed. And even that is well enough done, with the two constantly squabbling about small points of decorum and procedure. They argue like a dysfunctional D&D party about some of the smallest things while still being fair partners, while still being rather angry with the other all the time. It comes off as a natural enough friendship, and one that stays throughout the novel as somewhat rocky and complicated.
The real draw of the book, though, is that neither of them are really the hero. The book takes on their histories without flinching away from the fact that both of them were rather racist, and that neither of them could deal with women. This comes through in their writing, but the writers of this novel do a great job in taking their writing and building interesting characters from it. Lovecraft and Howard are bother rather bad people. Sure, they might try to do the right thing, to be heroes, but they never succeed because they don't see other people as fully people. This is especially the case with Glory, who ends up stealing the show away from both of them and stepping into the role of hero, rather hilarious given the two writer's views on women.
But that is really where this book shines, because despite the fact that I could tell that both Lovecraft and Howard thought so poorly of Glory, it was her that continually got them out of trouble, who proved to be the most decisive and most competent member of their group. Despite their views on sexuality and morality, it is Glory who gets to do as she pleases and show that they are the ones in the wrong by judging her for her actions. It is a great twist, one that I really wasn't expecting and one that plays out very well in the book. I loved that it is Glory who saves the day, basically, and that Lovecraft and Howard both have to be confronted by their own limitations and can't really handle it. They both see how wrong they were and ever after that they sort of just wither away. It is a great way to take their biographical information and make it meaningful in the story, though it might not exactly be sensitive to their families or relations still living.
In any event, this book surprised me without in touch the authors were with the flaws of the characters, Lovecraft and Howard in particular, and the inclusion of Glory made the book something of a critique on their works while still admitting to a guilty pleasure of them. And I think that's fine. They might not have been the greatest of writers or the greatest of people, but they do have a certain sad charm and a certain skill with the language that makes it interesting at least to imagine them as the authors here represent. It might not do them proper justice, but I like the point that was made, and so give this an 8.25/10.
To say that I was surprised by the subtlety of this book would be something of an understatement. Indeed, with the concept of H.P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard struggling against the forces of Cthulhu, subtle would be about the last thing I would have expected. To be quite honest, I was expecting this book to be average to pretty bad, given the set up. What I got instead, to my delight, is a book that manages to be both subtle and meaningful, a book that explores the intricacies of Lovecraft's and Howard's styles and histories and delivers a story that is both complicated and simple. It all comes together into something that is surprisingly meaningful and interesting and rather funny as well, though not exactly in the way I was expecting.
The premise reads like a humor book, after all. Lovecraft has all the trappings of an uptight urbanite while Howard comes off as a rustic ruffian. They are like the Weird Tales equivalent of the Odd Couple, neither particularly comfortable with the other and both constantly at odds with how to proceed. And even that is well enough done, with the two constantly squabbling about small points of decorum and procedure. They argue like a dysfunctional D&D party about some of the smallest things while still being fair partners, while still being rather angry with the other all the time. It comes off as a natural enough friendship, and one that stays throughout the novel as somewhat rocky and complicated.
The real draw of the book, though, is that neither of them are really the hero. The book takes on their histories without flinching away from the fact that both of them were rather racist, and that neither of them could deal with women. This comes through in their writing, but the writers of this novel do a great job in taking their writing and building interesting characters from it. Lovecraft and Howard are bother rather bad people. Sure, they might try to do the right thing, to be heroes, but they never succeed because they don't see other people as fully people. This is especially the case with Glory, who ends up stealing the show away from both of them and stepping into the role of hero, rather hilarious given the two writer's views on women.
But that is really where this book shines, because despite the fact that I could tell that both Lovecraft and Howard thought so poorly of Glory, it was her that continually got them out of trouble, who proved to be the most decisive and most competent member of their group. Despite their views on sexuality and morality, it is Glory who gets to do as she pleases and show that they are the ones in the wrong by judging her for her actions. It is a great twist, one that I really wasn't expecting and one that plays out very well in the book. I loved that it is Glory who saves the day, basically, and that Lovecraft and Howard both have to be confronted by their own limitations and can't really handle it. They both see how wrong they were and ever after that they sort of just wither away. It is a great way to take their biographical information and make it meaningful in the story, though it might not exactly be sensitive to their families or relations still living.
In any event, this book surprised me without in touch the authors were with the flaws of the characters, Lovecraft and Howard in particular, and the inclusion of Glory made the book something of a critique on their works while still admitting to a guilty pleasure of them. And I think that's fine. They might not have been the greatest of writers or the greatest of people, but they do have a certain sad charm and a certain skill with the language that makes it interesting at least to imagine them as the authors here represent. It might not do them proper justice, but I like the point that was made, and so give this an 8.25/10.
May 2, 2008
A fun, fine read! Granted, it features the 2 authors I most loved in my formative years, Howard and Lovecraft, and puts them on a road trip together amidst the weird worlds they both wrote about.
The authors did some research and there are some cool bits in there but it was a little unrealistic in spots. All in all, a really good read.
The authors did some research and there are some cool bits in there but it was a little unrealistic in spots. All in all, a really good read.
September 13, 2014
I enjoyed this - a speculative story about an adventure featuring monsters possessed animals, possessed women, and two famous Weird Tales writers who corresponded but sadly never met in real life.
Roughly, the plot involves H P Lovecraft getting hold of a strange, chameleon-like artifact that seems to be attracting the kind of terrors that Lovecraft liked to write about. He goes to Texas to get help from Robert E. Howard, author of Conan stories among many others. This results in a desperate road trip to dispose of the artifact before the shadow men catch up with them.
Now, this is, appropriately, a purely pulp adventure. While some of it doesn't quite gel, it effectively captures the idiosyncrasies of the two disparate writers. H P Lovecraft's prissy, gentlemanly nature is constantly colliding with Robert E Howard's bluff all-American macho act, although there's nicely portrayed affection between the pair. A stranded woman is soon added to the group, providing some sexual tension and a decent story of her own, and she frequently calls them out on their old-fashioned prejudices, which certainly deserve some acknowledgement - although understandable from the context of their sheltered lives.
This could be read as fan-fiction, given that it uses the writers themselves as characters, but let's face it - all of the writers who've joined in with the Cthulhu mythos are - very technically - invoking 'fan fic'. It's an interesting alternate history where no one is more surprised than the writers themselves that their fantastic stories turn out to be inspired by something frighteningly real. Worth a look for any mythos fans who ever wanted to hang out with their heroes. You'll be pleasantly surprised.
Also, a percentage of the proceeds from this book go towards Tori Amos' charity for rape and incest survivoes: https://www.rainn.org/
Roughly, the plot involves H P Lovecraft getting hold of a strange, chameleon-like artifact that seems to be attracting the kind of terrors that Lovecraft liked to write about. He goes to Texas to get help from Robert E. Howard, author of Conan stories among many others. This results in a desperate road trip to dispose of the artifact before the shadow men catch up with them.
Now, this is, appropriately, a purely pulp adventure. While some of it doesn't quite gel, it effectively captures the idiosyncrasies of the two disparate writers. H P Lovecraft's prissy, gentlemanly nature is constantly colliding with Robert E Howard's bluff all-American macho act, although there's nicely portrayed affection between the pair. A stranded woman is soon added to the group, providing some sexual tension and a decent story of her own, and she frequently calls them out on their old-fashioned prejudices, which certainly deserve some acknowledgement - although understandable from the context of their sheltered lives.
This could be read as fan-fiction, given that it uses the writers themselves as characters, but let's face it - all of the writers who've joined in with the Cthulhu mythos are - very technically - invoking 'fan fic'. It's an interesting alternate history where no one is more surprised than the writers themselves that their fantastic stories turn out to be inspired by something frighteningly real. Worth a look for any mythos fans who ever wanted to hang out with their heroes. You'll be pleasantly surprised.
Also, a percentage of the proceeds from this book go towards Tori Amos' charity for rape and incest survivoes: https://www.rainn.org/
August 12, 2019
In real life, Robert Howard (of Conan the Barbarian fame) and H.P. Lovecraft never met. They corresponded for many years, but never bridged the geographical gap between Texas and Rhode Island. What might have happened if they had ever gotten together, and the Elder Gods took notice? This book is the answer, although the child described in the jacket copy has almost nothing to do with the story. Clark Ashton Smith also makes an appearance in the course of a cross-country jaunt to California, then back again, with the quest they're on ending up in New Mexico. Interesting monsters abound, of course, but I was greatly disappointed by the sacrificial death of Glory McKenna, who shows signs of real intelligence and independence, but then dies for the sake of the two men who dragged her into this mess in the first place and could never quite bring themselves to treat her like an equal, or even all that much of a human being. Signs of the times? Maybe, but hugely disappointing in the end.
December 18, 2009
This isn't an especially successful book in so far as what we have come to accept as a modern horror novel, but it is a wonderful and fun-filled pulpish adventure featuring Robert E. Howard, H.P. Lovecraft, and Clark Ashton Smith and their battle against Cthulhu. It's great fun for fans of the classic Weird Tales!
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April 1, 2009I don't care if this is horrible, I'm going to read it anyway.
May 27, 2009
It's a good read using HP Lovecraft, Robert E Howard and Clark Ashton as characters. I would recommend to anyone who likes the Cthulu mythos.
April 27, 2020
Killer concept: H.P. Lovecraft discovers that the dark forces described in his fiction are actually real, and with the help of Robert E. Howard (a man with whom he corresponded but never met in real life) he sets out to thwart their usual scheme to emerge from the grave and take over the world. Sadly, the execution here is so uninspiring that this jumbo jet of a story idea just never quite seems to make it off the ground. The story comes across as episodic, with frequent go-nowhere digressions and long passages in which the characters bicker pointlessly with one another. The pay-off is both predictable and inadequate. And perhaps worst of all, the protagonists come across not as multi-dimensional characters but as cardboard cutouts. Lovecraft is portrayed as a pseudo-intellectual nerd, and Howard is little more than a witless, muscle-bound hick. Despite their many shortcomings, both men deserved better fictional counterparts. And this would have been a much more compelling read if they’d gotten their due.
October 24, 2018
The writers capture the essence of Lovecraft and Howard well enough, and their uncomfortable friendship, contrasting Lovecraft's fey misanthropy and Howard's brusque naivety nicely, alongside a progressive, if cliched, 'Whore With a Heart of Gold' to point out their old-fashioned ways to them.
Otherwise, it's pages and pages of a largely pointless road trip - to see Clark Ashton Smith, the third of the classic Weird Tales triumvirate - there and back again, with a MacGuffin that is both the beginning and ending of its own quest. A few nice scenes, but otherwise spectacularly uneventful.
Otherwise, it's pages and pages of a largely pointless road trip - to see Clark Ashton Smith, the third of the classic Weird Tales triumvirate - there and back again, with a MacGuffin that is both the beginning and ending of its own quest. A few nice scenes, but otherwise spectacularly uneventful.
May 9, 2020
Fun book. 2 authors that I obsessively read during my formative years teaming up to stop the forces of each of their own respective worlds they created. what's not to love ?
September 6, 2008
The central conceit of this novel is that the prolific pulp fiction writers H.P. Lovecraft and Robert Howard (who had a friendship by correspondence but never met in real life) join forces to fight an alien evil. Turns out that the Cthulu cosmology that Lovecraft wrote about is actually real and elements of it are hunting Lovecraft, who travels to Texas to enlist the help of Howard.
Stylistically, this book's major problem is that it's not scary. The kinds of things Lovecraft wrote about were chilling for his time, but he was a seminal writer of the genre seventy years ago; it's old hat now and embarrassingly derivative (to say that it was meant to capture the feel of the early pulps is to cite a lame excuse for a lame activity).
Another major problem with this book is that Howard and Lovecraft are very unappealing protagonists. They were racist, misogynistic xenophobes in real life and that comes out (clumsily) in this book. Also clumsily done were the attempts to realize these characters (e.g the constant references to elements of their biographies that had no real bearing on the story or the way the third person narrator would literally explain to the reader that Howard would relate an incident by focusing on the action and Lovecraft would take his time and build psychological atmosphere. See? They talked like they wrote. Get it?)
The stories of Howard and Lovecraft (and the kinds of people they were)I can place contextually as being products of their particular time and subculture, but I can't give the same allowance for a novel written a few years ago.
Stylistically, this book's major problem is that it's not scary. The kinds of things Lovecraft wrote about were chilling for his time, but he was a seminal writer of the genre seventy years ago; it's old hat now and embarrassingly derivative (to say that it was meant to capture the feel of the early pulps is to cite a lame excuse for a lame activity).
Another major problem with this book is that Howard and Lovecraft are very unappealing protagonists. They were racist, misogynistic xenophobes in real life and that comes out (clumsily) in this book. Also clumsily done were the attempts to realize these characters (e.g the constant references to elements of their biographies that had no real bearing on the story or the way the third person narrator would literally explain to the reader that Howard would relate an incident by focusing on the action and Lovecraft would take his time and build psychological atmosphere. See? They talked like they wrote. Get it?)
The stories of Howard and Lovecraft (and the kinds of people they were)I can place contextually as being products of their particular time and subculture, but I can't give the same allowance for a novel written a few years ago.
July 25, 2016
I have to confess. I did not finish the book. I felt like I was forcing myself and finally decided there is too little time and too many great books for me to read than to spend my time with this book.
It is neither fantastic nor unspeakable. It is really just an excuse to have a "Cthulhu story with HP Lovecraft, Robert E Howard, and Clark Ashton Smith in it. None of these men actually met but were avid letter writers to one another and other authors and friends. The authors were caricatures of the way the authors of the book felt they would react based upon their many correspondences and stories but it just didn't make it for me.
It is neither fantastic nor unspeakable. It is really just an excuse to have a "Cthulhu story with HP Lovecraft, Robert E Howard, and Clark Ashton Smith in it. None of these men actually met but were avid letter writers to one another and other authors and friends. The authors were caricatures of the way the authors of the book felt they would react based upon their many correspondences and stories but it just didn't make it for me.
December 15, 2022
Lovecraft and Robert Howard travel the West of the USA during the Dust Bowl, persued by monsters. I'm surprised that these two meet so rarely in fiction - I mean, they never did in real life, but it still sounds like an obvious idea. Clark Ashton Smith also makes an appearence. I enjoyed the "road movie" feel of the book, and it seemed like the author tried to weave in some lore from the Bishop collaborations, which is the thing I'd love to see more often; however, the book was too plotless and the characterizations too exaggerated, too reliant on the out of date scholarship.
May 27, 2012
While not truly frightening, I did really enjoy seeing two of my favorite authors (Lovecraft & Howard) teaming up to kick some monster ass. It's like an adventurous buddy movie that I'd actually like to see.
December 8, 2014
So, I wrote a review for this when I read it but accidentally deleted a whole bunch of reviews when I was reorganizing my shelves... So I guess I just have to read them all again so I can give accurate reviews :D
March 21, 2012
Feels like a really shoddy fanfic...
November 11, 2012
Bad fan-fic. Paid $1.25 and that was $1.20 too much.
July 26, 2016
Not very scary or engaging. Ending a little too Freudian. Not as good as I expected or wanted it to be. Nothing Conan-like, and prose definitely not Lovecraft-like.
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