Monsters: We're All A Little Different is a solid little collection of three novellas from authors Glenn Rolfe, Tom Deady, and Nick Kolakowski. Although each are united by the common theme of deadly horror monsters, this fifth entry in Crystal Lake Publishing's Dark Tide series certainly lives up to its subtitle with each story presenting decidedly different takes on the subject at hand.
Up first is Rolfe's It Came From the Lake, a nicely done riff on the lake monster trope. Rolfe opens his story with a catchy hook involving a husband and wife ridding themselves of the body of her sexually abusive boss, Henry Owens, whom they've just murdered. Little do they know, but all that fresh blood in the water has just attracted the Nietzsche Anathema, the subject of local cryptid legend. Drawn to the shores of this lake, too, are PI Maddox, hired by Mrs. Owens to track down her philandering husband, some local teens seeking an escape from the mundane and a place of refuge in the abandoned summer cabins, and Owen's mentally disturbed Vietnam vet brother. It Came From the Lake is a fun bit of escapism, but there's a little too much going on for such a slender story. Still, it is pretty damn enjoyable and features a lake monster at its core, which is one of my favorite tropes, so I can't complain too loudly. It's been a while since I've read Rolfe's work and I've been hankering to get back to him, so this was an entertaining return to an author I've enjoyed previously and who presents a fine form here, too.
In the Glastenbury Woods, by Tom Deady, follows another classic horror trope, this time involving a group of teenagers lost off the highway of some small podunk town. On their way home from a Hulkamania match, they stop to buy beer (*gasp* underage, no less!) but fail to heed the gas station attendant's warnings about the local urban legend. He's faced off against the creature, or creatures, in the woods and lived to tell the tale. But will these kids be so lucky? And what's up with that super-shady cop eyeballing them as they leave? Hmmm... Deady's story was positively engrossing and he slowly, steadily, and masterfully ramps up the tension, escalating events and driving his characters toward their violent ends. It's a terrific novella, and I appreciated Deady's decision to keep the nature of his monster hidden from readers. All we know is that his monster is not Bigfoot, and is maybe something that's only a few rungs below us on the evolutionary ladder. Whatever it is does not ultimately matter and that not knowing, in my mind, makes it all the more frightening and effective. It could be anything, or something entirely new and heretofore unheard of, but it certainly further reinforces my predisposition to stay the hell out of the woods regardless.
Nick Kowlakowski is half-demented, half-brilliant, two characteristics I love and admire in an author. His beautifully titled Groundhog Slay lets you know the gist of his story right off the bat. Kowlakowski takes the movie slasher monster and tweaks it ever so slightly by crossbreeding his story with Bill Murray's Groundhog Day time loop premise. The result is a highly intriguing, oftentimes batshit crazy, story that serves as a sort of meta examination of why horror movie slashers never stay dead and return for sequel after sequel after sequel. The best part is, it's all told from the POV of our nameless camp counselor killer, who immediately awakens after each of his brutal demises and resurfaces from the depths of Lake Legionnaire. Forced to live out the same day ad infinitum, the slasher is forced to confront his own inner demons as he seeks to find peace. At least until he's killed by the very Lansdaleian-named ammosexual cowboy cum drive-in movie theater operator, Joe Bubba Leonard, and is forced to confront the end of the multiverse. Wait, what?! I really can't be effusive enough in my praise for Groundhog Slay. Conceptually, it bears some small resemblances to Paul Michael Anderson's multiversal slash story, Standalone, but Kowlakowski charts a decidedly different and unique path that his Groundhog Slay is wholly its own genius-level beast and the originality presented here is wonderfully refreshing. It's a rare Big Idea slasher story that is wickedly sharp in concept, humor, and execution. Kowlakowski takes a big swing with this one and hits it right out of the park, using an everything but the kitchen sink approach to the narrative, and it just works (and gleefully so, at that!).
Monsters showcases a surprisingly wide breadth of monster mayhem stories across its three novellas. It's also one of those few oddball collections that not only starts off strong, but somehow manages to get better and better with each successive story.