When Celia Williams is found dead, having burned herself in a lurid act of suicide, her fiancé Lloyd Denman does not seem to be able to go on with his own life, haunted by Celia and their past together. As Lloyd struggles to deal with this tragic event, he learns about a bizarre accident in the California desert in which a busload of people have burned to death. Police speculate that this was a suicide pact, but as Lloyd’s investigation reveals connections between the two events, he begins to learn what is at the root of these horrific suicides. When he discovers a link to Nazi Germany, Lloyd becomes involved in something that may be beyond his world. But once he has begun, can he escape?
Graham Masterton was born in Edinburgh in 1946. His grandfather was Thomas Thorne Baker, the eminent scientist who invented DayGlo and was the first man to transmit news photographs by wireless. After training as a newspaper reporter, Graham went on to edit the new British men's magazine Mayfair, where he encouraged William Burroughs to develop a series of scientific and philosophical articles which eventually became Burroughs' novel The Wild Boys.
At the age of 24, Graham was appointed executive editor of both Penthouse and Penthouse Forum magazines. At this time he started to write a bestselling series of sex 'how-to' books including How To Drive Your Man Wild In Bed which has sold over 3 million copies worldwide. His latest, Wild Sex For New Lovers is published by Penguin Putnam in January, 2001. He is a regular contributor to Cosmopolitan, Men's Health, Woman, Woman's Own and other mass-market self-improvement magazines.
Graham Masterton's debut as a horror author began with The Manitou in 1976, a chilling tale of a Native American medicine man reborn in the present day to exact his revenge on the white man. It became an instant bestseller and was filmed with Tony Curtis, Susan Strasberg, Burgess Meredith, Michael Ansara, Stella Stevens and Ann Sothern.
Altogether Graham has written more than a hundred novels ranging from thrillers (The Sweetman Curve, Ikon) to disaster novels (Plague, Famine) to historical sagas (Rich and Maiden Voyage - both appeared in the New York Times bestseller list). He has published four collections of short stories, Fortnight of Fear, Flights of Fear, Faces of Fear and Feelings of Fear.
He has also written horror novels for children (House of Bones, Hair-Raiser) and has just finished the fifth volume in a very popular series for young adults, Rook, based on the adventures of an idiosyncratic remedial English teacher in a Los Angeles community college who has the facility to see ghosts.
Since then Graham has published more than 35 horror novels, including Charnel House, which was awarded a Special Edgar by Mystery Writers of America; Mirror, which was awarded a Silver Medal by West Coast Review of Books; and Family Portrait, an update of Oscar Wilde's tale, The Picture of Dorian Gray, which was the only non-French winner of the prestigious Prix Julia Verlanger in France.
He and his wife Wiescka live in a Gothic Victorian mansion high above the River Lee in Cork, Ireland.
Not due to any planning on my part, but this is the second Nazi themed novel I have read this week. Jeez. If you look at the cover art, you see a strange lizard amulet that looks more than a little like a swastika; a feature, not a bug! Masterton can write all kinds of crazy and he really pulled me into this bizarre plot. Our main protagonist, Lloyd, runs his own Fish restaurant in San Diego, has a lovely fiancé named Celia, and owns a sporty BMW with custom plates-- he is, in other words, living the SoCal dream! The novel starts, however, with Celia casually walking a street with a can of gas, finding a nice spot in a parking lot, and performing self-immolation. WTF? When the cops find Lloyd at his restaurant and break the news, he is shocked. She was supposed to be out of town giving some lectures on opera, not igniting herself in a San Diego parking lot! Shortly after this lead-in, we have some cops finding a bus in a nearby desert full of crispy critters, some still with smiles on their faces; even more puzzling, none of them looked to even have tried to escape the bus or the flames.
Beginning with these strange opening sequences, Masterton takes us down a rabbit hole featuring some old Nazis, Wagnerian opera, a talented, young, blind Indian shaman and lots and lots of fire and death. The almost bizarro plot line moves at a satisfying pace and features many quirky characters, punctuated with snarky dialogue that ventures into splatstick territory at times. Whatever else you can say about Masterton, he possesses a fantastic imagination and wrote some very entertaining pulp horror. The Burning ranks up there with some of his best work, so if you are a Masterton fan, check this one out. If new to Masterton, this is not a bad place to start. 4 burning stars!!
An unholy ritual based on Wagner's last and lost Opera. Immortal pyrocinetic nazi "scanners". Indian time warping magic. Sex, gore and two great villains: an old nazist insects-eater and a buxom virago that seems out from a Russ Meyer's movie... My first Masterton's read was a real fun one, can't wait for the next one. :D
Over the past couple of years, I have been building up a collection of vintage horror paperbacks; as I absolutely love the cover art for many of them, and am curious to read as much horror as possible from over the decades as it is my favourite genre. Finally jumped into reading one with Graham Masterton’s The Hymn; as a buddy read with my “Master of Horror” friend, Peter.
My only issue with this book is the middle felt so slow to me, I’m not sure exactly why that was, but that’s why it took me much longer than expected to finish. However, when the horror action was happening, it was very good. There’s nothing quite as horrific as people setting themselves on fire, for seemingly no apparent reason. This happens with the main character’s wife, Celia, and he is determined to find answers. There are some shades of folk horror/paganism, mixed in with the occult and paranormal, and World War II/Nazi-related horror themes. This is explored more towards the end, as most of the story reads like a detective-thriller novel. It’s an interesting and unique blend of genres, it even has some moments of humour thrown in.
Once again, Mr. Masterton delivers plotting so taut, interwoven with a strong historical background and lesser-known religious traditions. In THE DEVIL IN GRAY, he worked with the American Civil War, specifically the tragic Battle of the Wilderness, near the Confederate Capital at Richmond, Virginia; and with the slavery religion of Santeria. In THE HYMN, formerly published as THE BURNING, he reinstates the Nazi concept of "master race" and racial purity. Then he brings in 19th century operatic composer Richard Wagner, and millennia-old pagan traditions, specifically of the Norse Vikings. This strums chords of elitism and eugenics, reminding that though the Reich ended drastically, the underpinnings of its thought continue, sometimes where least expected.
Of course, because this is a Graham Masterton horror novel, there is also a continuing chord of graphic violence, visceral, explicit, and hair-raising, and the innocent are not exempted. But I found the background rationale--that implacable, no-matter-what-cost, drive to create the Master Race, the superior immortals--far more terrifying than the violent deaths in its cause. There is little more terrifying than fanaticism.
I don't know why Graham Masterton doesn't get more of the attention showered onto mediocre horror authors. I'm almost immune to book scares nowadays but GM still can creep me out. I have never read anything by him that isn't a good story and he manages to make even the most implausible plots work brilliantly and he tells stories in a very engaging way. definitely one of my favourite authors.
This is one of his older books, but apart from the lack of cell phones, it doesn't seem dated.
„Bo fantazja, fantazja, bo fantazja jest od tego, aby bawić się, aby bawić, aby bawić się na całego.” Z każdą kolejną przeczytaną książką Mastertona coraz bardziej utwierdzam się w przekonaniu, że obrał on powyższy fragment piosenki Fasolek za swoje motto życiowe. No bo sami przyznajcie - jak niebotyczną i rozbuchaną trzeba mieć wyobraźnię, żeby w jednej powieści upchnąć naraz: samospalenia, zmartwychwstania, tajemne amulety, ludzi-insekty i ludzi-salamandry, zaginione XIX-wieczne partytury, indiańskie wierzenia i rytuały, dzieci prowadzone na smyczy, śmiercionośną muzyka Wagnera, rasę panów, wiecznie żywego Hitlera wraz z Evą Braun. Tak, tak - wszystkie te elementy znajdziecie na kartach “Wyznawców płomienia” (znanych również pod bardziej kiczowatym i PIEKIELNYM tytułem “Podpalacze ludzi”). Pomimo że słyszałam, iż jest to jedna z lepszych powieści Mastertona to i tak nie wykluczałam, że w recenzji zmasakruje ją tak jak autor masakrował tu Wagnera. Ale, że koniec końców Graham oszczędził mojego ulubionego kompozytora - tak i ja tym razem zlituję się nad kolejnym arcydziełem mistrza horroru. A tak serio - to jest (zwłaszcza jak na Mastertona) całkiem niezła książka! Wprawdzie nawet znikomej dawki dreszczy czy grozy w trakcie lektury się nie uświadczy - ale powiedzmy sobie szczerze - kto sięga po książki Mastertona licząc na przerażający horror zapewniający parę nieprzespanych nocy? Już prędzej niż na sporą porcję strachów można liczyć na mnóstwo śmiechu. Ale nie w przypadku “Wyznawców”! Tym razem mistrzu poskąpił nam charakterystycznych dla siebie odpustowych i cringe’owych porównań i metafor. Tak więc - panikujący ludzie po prostu krzyczą w niebogłosy, a nie “jak zarzynane skunksy”. Brak wesołych mastertonizmów nie oznacza jednak, że jest to książka nudna i smutna. Co to to nie! Brak logiki w postępowniu bohaterów, absurdalność wydarzeń czy już samo nagromadzenie kompletnie ze sobą niezwiązanych elementów (od samospalenia przez wykwintną luksusową kuchnię do Hitlera!) sprawia, że lektura “Wyznawców” nie raz i nie dwa wywoła banana na twarzy. Pędząca niczym struś pędziwiatr akcja sprawia, że pomimo wyskakujących na każdej stronie bzdur i głupotek - nie sposób czytania na dłużej przerwać. Masterton nie byłby sobą gdyby w którymś aspekcie nie przesadził. Kwieciste metafory zastąpił do granic przejaskrawionymi postaciami. Mastertonowi Niemcy są niczym żywcem wydarci z memów - w garażu same Mercy, zajadają się tłustą smażoną kapustą kiszoną z kiełbasą - oczywiście popitą Schnappsem, cytują z głowy Goethego, od świtu do zmierzchu w głośnikach na full „wrzaski” Wagnera, a kobieta to typowa Helga - władcza z zerowym wdziękiem i urokiem, za to postawna i grubokoścista, w dodatku z garderobą podebraną Wilczycie Ilsie. Jak i w innych powieściach mistrza tak i tu znajdziemy sceny seksu godne nagrody Bad Sex in Fiction - m.in. masturbacja słuchawką telefoniczną czy gwałt na skrępowanym łańcuchami „pomiocie Mengelego”. Oczywiście za każdym razem Graham nie szczędzi nam drobiazgowych opisów genitaliów. Zamiast tego część twórczej energii mógłby poświęcić na podomykanie niektórych wątków, o których istnieniu pod koniec pisania chyba kompletnie zapomniał. No cóż, nie można mieć wszystkiego. I tak należy Mastertona docenić, że udało mu się stworzyć książkę, której lektura, w odróżnieniu od większości jego innych dzieł, nie zmusza czytelnika do facepalmów co 2 zdanie.
This is the second novel I've read by Masterton in which the main action consists of people being burned alive, with graphic descriptions. (The other: Fire Spirit.) I hope there are no more like this, but, if I come across another, I'm skipping it.
This one involves an ancient ritual through which people can burn themselves alive and become immortal. It involves some gobbledygook about the composer Wagner, Nazis, and some Native Americans get in there, too.
I warn people that Masterton's novels usually contain gore and sex. (As for the latter, there's a nasty and buxom lady in leather with burning abilities and a taste for humiliation.) This is not the only Masterton novel I've disliked. But this is one of two that I thought was not even entertaining (the other: The Ninth Nightmare (Night Warriors), which I stopped reading halfway through).
A series of deaths by self immolation lead to a cult that promises immortality by fire....a cult with ties to the Third Reich and its twisted fascination with racial purity and the occult.
Classic Masterton at his best, blending the racial insanity of the Nazis, Norse mythology and a fast paced horror tale that delivers in spades.
This isn't an author Id heard of but this book of his just happened to be in a horror book bundle that I got pretty cheap recently. It sounded pretty good so I gave it a try...
I was surprisingly hooked with this book, I couldn't finish it quick enough, I had to know.
If you haven't already then I recommend you try out this author, maybe even start with this book as I'm sure that, like me now, you'll soon want to read another Masterton book.
Really enjoyed this book. The best of Masterton's older horror novels, so far. A gripping story with some great horror scenes, a Nazi/Occult theme, and formidable villains. The ending, as with most of Masterton's books, felt contrived and a bit ridiculous at times. But this is better than most of the horror novels being released these days.
„Bo fantazja, fantazja, bo fantazja jest od tego, aby bawić się, aby bawić, aby bawić się na całego.” Z każdą kolejną przeczytaną książką Mastertona coraz bardziej utwierdzam się w przekonaniu, że obrał on powyższy fragment piosenki Fasolek za swoje motto życiowe. No bo sami przyznajcie - jak niebotyczną i rozbuchaną trzeba mieć wyobraźnię, żeby w jednej powieści upchnąć naraz: samospalenia, zmartwychwstania, tajemne amulety, ludzi-insekty i ludzi-salamandry, zaginione XIX-wieczne partytury, indiańskie wierzenia i rytuały, dzieci prowadzone na smyczy, śmiercionośną muzyka Wagnera, rasę panów, wiecznie żywego Hitlera wraz z Evą Braun. Tak, tak - wszystkie te elementy znajdziecie na kartach “Wyznawców płomienia” (znanych również pod bardziej kiczowatym i PIEKIELNYM tytułem “Podpalacze ludzi”). Pomimo że słyszałam, iż jest to jedna z lepszych powieści Mastertona to i tak nie wykluczałam, że w recenzji zmasakruje ją tak jak autor masakrował tu Wagnera. Ale, że koniec końców Graham oszczędził mojego ulubionego kompozytora - tak i ja tym razem zlituję się nad kolejnym arcydziełem mistrza horroru. A tak serio - to jest (zwłaszcza jak na Mastertona) całkiem niezła książka! Wprawdzie nawet znikomej dawki dreszczy czy grozy w trakcie lektury się nie uświadczy - ale powiedzmy sobie szczerze - kto sięga po książki Mastertona licząc na przerażający horror zapewniający parę nieprzespanych nocy? Już prędzej niż na sporą porcję strachów można liczyć na mnóstwo śmiechu. Ale nie w przypadku “Wyznawców”! Tym razem mistrzu poskąpił nam charakterystycznych dla siebie odpustowych i cringe’owych porównań i metafor. Tak więc - panikujący ludzie po prostu krzyczą w niebogłosy, a nie “jak zarzynane skunksy”. Brak wesołych mastertonizmów nie oznacza jednak, że jest to książka nudna i smutna. Co to to nie! Brak logiki w postępowniu bohaterów, absurdalność wydarzeń czy już samo nagromadzenie kompletnie ze sobą niezwiązanych elementów (od samospalenia przez wykwintną luksusową kuchnię do Hitlera!) sprawia, że lektura “Wyznawców” nie raz i nie dwa wywoła banana na twarzy. Pędząca niczym struś pędziwiatr akcja sprawia, że pomimo wyskakujących na każdej stronie bzdur i głupotek - nie sposób czytania na dłużej przerwać. Masterton nie byłby sobą gdyby w którymś aspekcie nie przesadził. Kwieciste metafory zastąpił do granic przejaskrawionymi postaciami. Mastertonowi Niemcy są niczym żywcem wydarci z memów - w garażu same Mercy, zajadają się tłustą smażoną kapustą kiszoną z kiełbasą - oczywiście popitą Schnappsem, cytują z głowy Goethego, od świtu do zmierzchu w głośnikach na full „wrzaski” Wagnera, a kobieta to typowa Helga - władcza z zerowym wdziękiem i urokiem, za to postawna i grubokoścista, w dodatku z garderobą podebraną Wilczycie Ilsie. Jak i w innych powieściach mistrza tak i tu znajdziemy sceny seksu godne nagrody Bad Sex in Fiction - m.in. masturbacja słuchawką telefoniczną czy gwałt na skrępowanym łańcuchami „pomiocie Mengelego”. Oczywiście za każdym razem Graham nie szczędzi nam drobiazgowych opisów genitaliów. Zamiast tego część twórczej energii mógłby poświęcić na podomykanie niektórych wątków, o których istnieniu pod koniec pisania chyba kompletnie zapomniał. No cóż, nie można mieć wszystkiego. I tak należy Mastertona docenić, że udało mu się stworzyć książkę, której lektura, w odróżnieniu od większości jego innych dzieł, nie zmusza czytelnika do facepalmów co 2 zdanie.
The Hymn е чудесен хорър роман и може би щеше да ми хареса дори повече, ако не беше третият пореден, който чета от автора. Дори така обаче мога чистосърдечно да го препоръчам на всички, които обичат хоръра без съвест и задръжки. Защо? На линка: https://citadelata.com/the-hymn/
This was a pure delight. The kind of Masterton writes and you feel so drown in it, with the places, the story which is really good and everything is tight together, the people... I think this one with "Black Angel" and the "Master of Lies" might be his top 3 works
I gave four stars because for some type of books whose are wrote to pleasure the readers should be another rating. Thinking of 'The Burning' like a belle-lettres is not right in my oponion. But the atmosphere which was created by Masterton and this whole idea of burning people and make them the breed of lords is great. So, I gave this 4 stars because if you think of 'The Burning' you can read it in the bus and feel horror, you feel also it can't be a bad book. Well, the writing is correct, in some parts even great, the storyline is designed really, really good and sometimes you can smell the human body's burning. Scary (and it's big plus) and engrossing.
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All seems well and without warning, the police visit a successful restaurateur and he finds his fiancee poured gasoline all over herself in a parking lot killing herself. Others mysteriously end their lives in a similar horrific way.. This was a unique fantastic story. only complaint was the story was at times too fantstic.
I have a really old, beat up paperback of The Burning but that didn't deter me from enjoying it. This is the first book I read by Graham Masterton. It had a lot of great horror paperback elements, strange occurrences, cults, weird deaths and lots of bizarre sexy stuff. Makes me want to listen to a Wagner symphony! I'll read more by Masterton soon.
No other author today writes a horror story like Graham Masterton. Starts off rolling slowly and the speed increases exponentially to an explosive climax. Recommended for fans of pre-2000 horror although new readers may want to read his earlier works first
The book began great. I was really enjoying the book. Then the book went over the top. This is not a genre that I would usually read. I bought it so I finished it.
If you've read the synopsis, you have good idea of what the core of the book is about. A bizarre fire using Nazi cult in Southern California, a lost Wagnerian opera, people immolating themselves to reap the promise of immortality and a seafood restaurant owner who has to stop them. This was a more solid novel than Masterton's more potboilers of the 70s and 80s, though it still had plenty of those kinds of elements. It was fairly enthralling, and a different take on Nazi horror than a lot of what came out in that era. My biggest issues are the unevenness of the plot - a LOT happens in the first half, and seems like it's heading towards the big finale, but then the baddies make the heroes stay at their house to keep an eye on them rather than killing them, and there's what seems like two whole chapters of the main villain expositioning his history and evil plot in detail. And when the finale finally comes, the heroes plan is just straight out bad, and things get really bizarre towards the end. I'll call this 3.5 rounded to 4*.
Loyd Denman est heureux. Il a abandonné les assurances pour la restauration et il adore ça, sans compter qu'il va bientôt se marier avec Célia, l'amour de sa vie. Et... il apprend soudain que Célia s'est immolé par le feu sur un parking de stationnement. Il est effondré ! Il cherche à comprendre, car cela ne lui ressemble tellement pas. Puis d'autres personnes s'immolent par le feu; ce qui est surprenant, c'est qu'elles étaient plus ou moins reliées à Célia. Et il se met à entrevoir, à certains endroits, une femme qui lui rappelle fortement Célia. Pourtant, il sait que c'est impossible car il l'a identifié à la morgue. Ces évènements l'intriguent et il se met à faire sa propre enquête. Et ce qu'il découvre le fait frémir.
De vieilles légendes scandinaves, la musique de Wagner et d'anciens nazis. Tout cela dan une histoire originale qui m'a emporté.
J'ai beaucoup aimé, comme c'est souvent le cas avec Masterton.
I probably read this back in my twenties when horror was my genre of choice, although I couldn't remember it so when this new edition came up on a Kindle Daily Deal for 99p I decided to give it (another?) go. It opens with a woman burring herself to death, with no obvious motive, but of course there is a motive and this is revealed as the story unfolds. The Hymn is fairly standard Masterton fayre; easy to read, not too much character development, a supernatural angle, a bit of gore and a bit of sex. If you don't like the size of a woman's chest being mentioned, this probably isn't the book for you. Fortunately, Masterton has never pandered to the PC mafia, and he certainly didn't over 30 years ago when this was written. It's a decent read for fans of the genre, which might have got a higher rating if it wasn't for the main character repeatedly saying he had to go into hiding and then telling someone where he was going. Doh!
What a wild ride here! Richard Wagner, some devilish Nazis in Southern California trying to form a master race of people going through a baptism of fire. Ancient pagan rites... holy Moly. Graham is drawing all registers here with his compelling horror tale. Why are people burning themself? What is this self combustion for? Who are Otto and Helwige? What is Franklin's Free secret (like the parodistic reference to Frankenstein)? What about the last opera Richard Wagner wrote? Well researched horror, based on many myths, legends, Nazi Germany and lore. A tale only Graham is able to tell in a convincing way. Of course you will also find some sizzling erotic scenes inside. What else can I say? Brilliant cover and a truly great paperback from hell. This is the stuff for evil dreams and nightmares. Highly recommended.
To me, “The Burning” by Graham Masterton, is a mediocre horror thriller. Even though it starts with a person burning to death, I couldn’t get into what was happening or care about the characters until near the end. You would think a book about a cult that can give eternal life to someone, if they believe and burn themselves to death, would be gripping. Nope. Adding that the cult is tied to Nazi Germany and wants to create the new master race, does give it a bit more edge. I have thoroughly enjoyed other Masterton novels, but do not recommend this one.
DNF 44% trop vintage ça m’a donné mal à la tête les éditions pockets terreur c’est pour abattre l’ennemi : début accrocheur ambiance rétro année 90 j’ai beaucoup aimé le cadre spatio temporel chaleureux notamment le restaurant et j’ai aimé le personnage de Loyd mais malheureusement l’aspect fantastique me rebute fortement j’ai l’impression qu’il y a trop de facilités narratives et pas assez de questionnements qui incitent à poursuivre ma lecture. Le plot twist semble déjà évoqué on sait pas trop où cela mène. Dommage j’ai beaucoup aimé rituel de chair peut-être mon dernier finalement.
Mega dziwaczna historia. Niby przerażająca, a jednak komiczna. Ale wplecione w nią wątki muzyczne i wojenne kompletnie mnie rozwaliły. Kupiłam ją od pana ze stoiskiem z książkami, bo podobno Masterton lepszy od Kinga. Jak na razie nie podzielam tego zdania. Brakuje mi psychologii bohaterów, choć trzeba przyznać, że druga połowa była tak dziwna, że aż sie wyciągnęłam.
Premise is absurd but Okay, it's fiction! What's unexcusable is the autor's need to keep telling the reader of how much he knows of French, Italian cooking or of fashion by name dropping long winded terms for various foods and the names of the fashion designer or fashion house for description clothing and jewelry! That's hack writing.
This is a 3 and a half easily but just off being a 4 star. A very good story and very much worth a read. It's my first novel by Masterton, I've only previously read his short stories but I'll definitely pick up some more of his books based on this.