I read this book over the course of just a few days, unfortunately other commitments delayed the writing of this review. In retrospect, this is not a bad thing, because ten days after closing those final pages, the smothering despair of Children of Chaos by Greg Gifune still scurries around inside my skull like a worry-rat on bad acid - and this as a compliment.
Anyone who has read anything by Greg F. Gifune can tell you he writes from some really dark places, and it is fair to say that Children of Chaos may well be his darkest journey yet. Chaos is the author's re-imagining of Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad, and in my humble opinion he far exceeds the progenitor. (Not sure I'm supposed to use 'progenitor' when referencing a book? But, hey, my review my rules.)
Phil, Jamie, and Martin, are three regular teenage boys enjoying life in a small town. One night, during a terrible storm, fate leads them to a strange man covered with scars. The man is in possession of an arcane book, and he wields an ancient and mystic looking blade. There is also something bizarre about the stranger's eyes - they appear almost too blue. Through the heavy rain it almost seems as though the scars on the man's body are alive, snaking like vines across his arms and torso.
Circumstances lead to disaster, and at the end of it all, the stranger lays dead in the rain. The three friends have a decision to make. Should they notify the authorities and atone for their crime, or should they remove any evidence of it ever having happened?
Years later and Phil is a struggling mid-list author with a failed marriage behind him. Guilt-ridden drinking has blighted the whole of his life, and without doubt this too impacted his marriage. It would seem that the scars of the dead stranger now rest firmly on him.
Phil receives a visit from a representative of Martin's mother, and he soon learns that he alone is not the only one still paying penance for a crime committed years before. Martin has become embroiled with a cult; worse than this, he has actually taken the mantle of leader - he believes himself a god.
Phil realizes that his childhood friend is likely a lost cause, and he has no real desire to re-connect with any of his old partners in crime. Nevertheless, and maybe in an attempt to atone for that sin he committed as a child, he agrees to travel to Mexico, and later into the desert and along its Corridor of Demons, in an effort to save the sanity of his boyhood friend.
It really is that simple.
It is just a commune out in the desert.
All he has to do is get in, and get his old friend out.
But what about the man they killed years earlier; his body covered with scars; scars that appeared to move as snakes across his body?
Quite simply, Gifune's writing is sublime. The overpowering sense of waiting catastrophe, the threatening claustrophobia of the desert nights, and Gifune's ability to make us care so much about deeply flawed characters.
They say that when reading Stephen King it is all about the journey, well this time Greg Gifune really does take us on a journey - into the Corridor of Demons.
Buckle up. It's gonna be a bumpy ride!
If you only read one book this year, do yourself a favor and pick up a copy of Children of Chaos. It's excellent. And it's some scary shit!