I’ve never been to Baltimore but I’d love to see this seedy little place in person. I wonder if the city is really like John Waters’ depictions, a place where the seedy underbelly grows so fat it spills over, covering the whole town. I thought maybe it’s just Waters’ style and the reaction of his twisted groupies, but then comes John Dermot Woods’ The Baltimore Atrocities, another look into the cruel, creepy and cringe-worthy actions of despicable people, once again set in Baltimore.
Woods’ story starts off with our narrator filling you in on the grotesque Baltimore school system of his childhood. A little boy, he and his lab partner are sent to the principal’s office for dissecting a frog and then swirling the guts inside the dish to make a beautiful arrangement. Gross, sure, but the kid doesn’t understand why making something so beautiful out of something so morbid gets them into trouble.
From there, we get more of the narrator’s story spliced through the pages. As he grows, he loses his sister somewhere near the park. It’s strange for most, but in Baltimore, it happens to so many. Families lose their eldest. Siblings go missing. Authorities seem lacking in care or maybe, just really bad at tracking the kids down.
And so, our narrator and another young man, one who had lost his brother in almost the same area team up to start an investigation of their own. Just like the kid did with that frog, the young man cut up the gross insides of the town, spread them out for all to see, and ultimately, create something morbidly beautiful and fascinating from the filth.
While a frame, the narrator and his companion’s story are just a small part of Wood’s masterpiece. I’d say at least 75% of the emotional stuff, the horror, the filth and the humor is found in the short 2-page caricatures of the city’s freaks, one page dedicated to the tales of these despicable people, the other to a Woods’ drawn profile of the creeps (think a Daniel Clowes’ down to under-earth style honesty to the drawings, which, YUM).
Remember how early I just mentioned how the school system was messed up for punishing kids for dissecting kids the wrong way? Investigation into the Baltimore Atrocities uncovers way more filth than that. For instance, a teacher finds a note signed by 18 children in the class making fun of him, then gets his revenge by cutting off the pinkie fingers of all offending children. A child gets sent to school with home baked treats from her father, which, we learn, he has laced with poison, killing almost the entire class. Kids in this town are lost everyday.
It seems everyone in the city has a dark disgusting secret or a missing relative or child. There are over a hundred murders in here. Limbs are more expendable than in the “Saw” franchise (although the blood does not get as big of a close up, so don’t set this book aside because of puke-factor). So why didn’t I just set this book aside and read something uplifting? The thing is, like a bad limerick, Woods’ caricatures are extreme and vial, but ultimately, more relatable to the type of people who believe everyone’s got a dark side, whether you see it on the surface or have to wait for it to be uncovered by the police reports.