Mothers, be careful how you raise your boys, especially if you're an overbearing religious wackjob who thinks the best lesson she can impart is that all women are wanton, wicked and deserve to be punished as this could lead to a host of mental illnesses and some terrifying life choices on the part of your child...
Ed Gein is infamous as the inspiration behind more than one of our cinematic bogeymen - Psycho, Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Silence of the Lambs' Buffalo Bill being the most notable examples, but as ever the truth is far stranger, more horrific, shocking and plain insane than fiction could ever hope to be (film audiences would reject half the occurrences within for being too outlandish to be plausible, but unfortunately this is all real.)
Raised by the aforementioned mother and a weak-willed, alcoholic and abusive father, Gein was always considered an oddball, meek and polite but completely unequipped to socialise with others (early opportunities were halted by Mommy Dearest who, of course, thought that every friend Ed made at school was wicked and stopped him from seeing them). With his mother being a larger-than-life, almost God-like figure to him, his problems really started to bubble up once she died, leaving Ed alone in the world. Sealing up the rooms she lived in as a make-shift shrine, Gein lived in absolute squalor in the few rooms left to him, reading lurid true crime magazines (which will be blamed for the crimes by some *eyeroll*) and accounts of Nazi atrocities (some of which will inspire his grisly collection of memorabilia).
Described as a voyeuristic, schizophrenic, fetishist necrophile and transvestite Gein fixated on women who resemble his mother, although as women who could never be as good as Augusta was, murdering and dismembering them in the most awful manner (the accounts of how the last victim was found seriously gave me the heebie-jeebies) though he was also a keen grave-robber, digging up yet more women, and taking body parts home with him. Collections of human heads turned into masks, chairs made from human skin, and body parts sewn into yet more furniture abounded through Ed's house of horrors (local kids had been telling stories for years of Gein's shrunken heads, which were written off by their parents as wild imaginations) and it is obvious that Gein's transvestitism went a lot further than most - instead of wearing women's clothing he much preferred wearing their skin (yeesh).
As you can see, the subject matter is fascinating, and more than a little sensational, but it was mostly handled well imparting a fair amount of information in a very readable format. There was one instance (as there was in another of Schechter's books that I'd read) where the author presents an 'inside the mind of the killer' moment that I could have done without (I take exception in true crime books to the kind of recreations when no-one could really have known what was going on, and Gein's constant memory lapses, whether real or fake, made sure he never came clean about what had happened after Mrs Worden's murder) and I would have liked a lot more depth to the psychology angle, as well as more on what was behind the rash of 'Gein humour' as the local population struggled to come to terms with what had happened in their midst.
The most successful angle of the book was with regard to the media frenzy that Gein's crimes inspired, and the antagonistic relationship between the press and police. While a strong believer in press freedom, I also believe that can only be properly achieved when the press that you're dealing with have ethics, and unfortunately most of the mob of reporters behaved much more like those in trouble recently in the UK for hacking and other various underhand methods than journalists with integrity - happy to print anything, true or not, if it gave good story.
As for just why Ed Gein has had such a lasting impression on our collective psyches, this book doesn't quite pin it down but gets points for making a decent attempt.