This story of one suburban neighborhood’s Halloween across numerous character POVs is creepy, fast-paced, and hard to put down. The characters really stand out, because the book has a large cast, and across the chapters we follow numerous characters perspectives, some adults and some young children, and yet each character feels distinct and complete. The pacing and tension never slow even as the tone and experience changes depending on the character, all of whom are facing their own individual monsters this night. Because of the number of individual stories collected together in this neighborhood we do lose a little bit of intimacy, it is not quite as easy to feel emotionally invested as you jump from one story beat to the next, and this is exacerbated by the fact that the whole story takes place over one evening. Still, the individual stories are compelling, and the characters feel genuine and complicated and intriguing, and I enjoyed the time I spent with all of them. The world-building is fun, Halloween in New England is always a good setting and this story does a wonderful job of capturing suburban malaise/rot really well. I didn’t really feel the whole “1984” of it, to be honest. Sure, the kids had a little freer reign than they get these days, and there are no cell phones, but aside from that and a few bits of pop culture scattered here and there it doesn’t really evoke the time period all that much. I actually appreciate this, to be honest. I think it does leave the book stranded in time a little, but that means the drama and the horror and the excitement all depend on the characters and the plotting as opposed to a glossy coat of paint tickling your nostalgia. The neighborhood dynamics feel genuine enough that the world makes sense and feels realistic, regardless of the decade.
The one thing that really holds this back from being a great novel for me, instead of just a really good one is that it kind of feels like two good novels, in one. On the one hand you have the supernatural story the marketing copy promises, kids in old-timey costumes showing up out of nowhere, seemingly hunted by something as they seek safety amidst the neighborhood children. But that almost seems secondary to the ensemble, slice-of-life drama about the suburban drama of one buttoned-up neighborhood: one family is going through a messy divorce, one family has run up against financial problems and need to downsize, a teenager struggles with coming out, other children deal with racist neighbors, there are rumors about the new couple on the block and what goes on behind their locked doors, the tweens are realizing this will be their last Halloween trick-or-treating, the older teens realize this will be their last Halloween at home before college changes everything, and more. The depth of character story is intense and feels like a story in its own right, but instead of having an intense narrative thrust it is more of a snapshot. The supernatural elements don’t really infiltrate the novel until about halfway through, and even then they feel almost like a distraction until the very final chapters. The cast is so sprawling and their personal nightmares so consuming that it isn’t as if we get a team up of plucky kids to defend the neighborhood, or anything like that. Instead, a bunch of families are fighting their individual battles, battles made bloodier by the occasional introduction of this supernatural element. I so like that the story goes against expectations, and it is more an examination of a silent plague infecting the neighborhood quietly than it is an action-adventure. Still, it felt like the two stories had competing incentives and they didn’t merge together as much as I would have wanted. The supernatural felt like more of an afterthought, and I would have liked it to turn up earlier and play a bigger role in the drama of that particular Halloween night, more of a catalyst than just one additional thing to deal with, which is what it felt like.
That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the story—I couldn’t put it down. I felt every aspect of it compelling, and I just wanted a little more, to be honest. The writing was inviting and made me feel like part of the world. (It doesn’t hurt that the radio stations referenced are the ones that I grew up listening to, that this particular flavor of New England is in my DNA). I liked all the individual stories, and the exploration of what lies beneath the veneer of suburban normality. I also really enjoyed the supernatural elements, the mythology and ideas it introduced, even if I felt it was under-represented in the story as whole. The pacing always felt compulsive, in large part because the characters are young and everything always feels important to teenagers, and that emotion is captured in the writing. I do wish the two narratives fit together more seamlessly, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying the writing, characters, and ideas. It goes without saying this story is about the loss of innocence, about what is lurking beneath the façade of normalcy and safety, and what it means to find out who you are when nothing around you is what it seems. It is never saccharine but it takes the concerns of its young characters seriously, as seriously as those of its adult characters, reminding us that you don’t need supernatural forces for rot to sneak up on a community, the veneer of normalcy hiding myriad corruptions, and it is only through being there for one another can you withstand the decay and come out on the other side.
(Rounded from 3.5)