When my buddy Dan 2.0 threw this book into the ring for a read amongst friends, it was an instant yes for me. If you are (still) following my reviews at all over the last couple of years, you'll know that my reading has taken a hard non-fiction social justice turn, to the exclusion of nearly everything else. But once upon a time, books like this were my JAM, and so, I jumped at it.
And then proceeded to take about 286 years to read it. OK, fine, that's a SLIGHT exaggeration. It took me 53 days. But I was also reading a bunch of other books at the same time. (About 8 of them. NOT an exaggeration this time.)
So, about this book. This has a 4.09 average rating right now. It's only been out for about 8 months, so I anticipate that coming down a bit as more people read it. Usually early release enthusiastic positivity is followed by more middle-of-the-road and critical reviews later on, so it might moderate a bit, but I think that this will stay a book that most people who read this genre will really enjoy. I see it likely winning (or placing pretty solidly at least) in the Goodreads Choice Awards horror category (unless Stephen King shits out another book this year, then sorry for your loss, Mr. Keisling).
But I am about to drop that average down a bit right now. Why wait?
After I finished this book this afternoon, I was firmly in the "middle-of-the-road" camp and had planned to rate this 3 stars. But as it settled in, I found myself wondering and wanting a lot of things this book didn't deliver on.
OK - Standard warnings apply here. There may be spoilers beyond, so read on at your own risk.
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The premise of this drew me in right from the start. A religious death cult set in Appalachian Kentucky right around the corner from where I used to live in southwestern Virginia? Yessir. As soon as I realized where this fictional town was supposed to be located, I felt right at home (even though it's been a long time since I've been in that neck of the woods - which is also kind of fitting and appropriate). The town that I actually DID live in made a nice stand-in for Stauford, KY in my mind, and I could easily picture the town and backwoods settings described here, and quite enjoyed the lush descriptions of the area that set the scene.
Unfortunately, after that, it kinda went a bit stagnant for a good chunk of the middle section. 'Algae covered swampwater teeming with mosquitos in the still night air' stagnant. The first quarter was lovely and revved right up. The last quarter was something of a rollercoaster (more on that in a bit) but the middle half was just... a whole bunch of buildup that really only served to set-up an ending that didn't deliver for me. I liked it well enough, but it's also fair to say there wasn't much going on. Characterizations, but they didn't really matter, so... *shrug*
The aspects of religion, and the DICHOTOMY of the religions depicted here - your standard Southern Christianity vs the cult of the Nameless God - really piqued my interest and I kept waiting for that to be relevant. I'm still waiting... because it never was. The cult literally only served to attract hardcore disciples, and as a catalyst for the story. If the cult-religion aspect was completely removed from the book after the prologue, it probably wouldn't have made much of a difference. And depending on how it was handled, it could have actually improved it quite a bit in my opinion.
So as I say, it was essentially just a catalyst for the story, which is that there's a supernatural hive-mind Lovecraftian-style "old god" entity living under Stauford, and it's hungry. It lured in a preacher who had been cast out of his Christian church and encouraged him to found a new church around it, and then proceeded to infect and corrupt and essentially eat its devotees - though it likes innocent children the best, so encourages them to breed sacrificial appetizers.
All of that makes complete sense to me. It checks out, and I can truck along with this story thus far. But when Hivey makes its move and really starts infecting and spreading and corrupting the people of the town, that's when it loses the plot for me. Because ol Hivey infects and "converts" the entire town, has them commit some fade-to-black torture in the name of "suffering" as part of the conversion of others, and then burn all their bibles, get all sexually depraved - incest, multiple mentions of sex with children, orgies, you name it - and then all of the adults just walk into a raging fire and burn to death. The corrupted kids celebrate it, and are left behind and forgotten as the story moves on.
So what was the point? We see Hivey ACTUALLY eat 3 sacrifices under Devil's Creek... why did he convert all of the people in the town, just to throw them away? They weren't used to further spread the infection, or to breed children... It was like their only purpose in the story was so that there could be lots of depravity, and lots of gross as fuck mentions of worms and fingers and black tears and people's faces and bodies splitting open as the corruption contorts them.
It really seems to me like the whole book was written around the depictions of the "suffering" and an image of an underground ocean with a sky full of eyes, rather than the story itself. In that way, I feel like this book straddled the line between torture porn and horror... but lands on the horror side simply because I don't think there was a firm commitment to the torture aspect... By which I mean that it wanted to be shocking and gory and depraved, but it flinched away from actually depicting any overt acts, and then also wanted to have its mysterious Lovecraftian 'never show the scary thing' aspect too.
This book didn't know what it wanted to be. It's supernatural, in that people come back from the dead, and apparently can float, or crawl across ceilings (but to me that's more insectile than anything), but then the resolution of the story is super mundane, in that they blow up some propane tanks... and that's that. Literally, it could have happened by accident if Zeke and his buddy fucked up their meth lab in the area.
It's religious, but that really only serves to lure people in. There's no reason for the religion of the "old god" to carry on once someone is infected. There's nothing relevant to religion in the resolution - no "True God" comes to the rescue, or faith intervenes, or someone holds a crucifix up and the banishes the devil, or whatever. There's no point or purpose at all to the idol that is stolen at great cost and effort by a side character, and is supposed to be KEY to everything. Hivey gets it back, and sacrifices 3 people in the light of its blue eyes, and nothing happens at all. There's no point to the ritual that Genie spent 30 years researching and working on in order to come back to life, because she, or literally anyone else could have fought Jacob and kept him occupied enough to blow shit up... Was she supposed to be a Christ-like savior? I just feel like there are so many holes that it doesn't work for me. The corruption/infection should have been something like the cordyceps fungus and we could have had a story that had fewer plot holes around the religion aspect, and a much better story that actually somewhat fit with the kill-it-with-lots-of-burny-burny-fire ending. Killing a supposedly ancient, immortal supernatural hive-mind that has spread to hundreds of people with one centralized explosion seems... unrealistic. There was nothing to suggest that the location was special or critical, it's just where it was. (And I'm not buying that the idol was destroyed and that is was what killed it either, because we have no proof that is what happened. Genie hit Jacob with the idol, yes, but that doesn't mean it was destroyed then, or in the explosion.)
I dunno... there's just so much that seemed built up to set a specific tone and theme, and never delivered on the implied promise. It breaks the Chekhov's Gun principle. Religion and the idol were built up as key components of the story - and neither mattered in the slightest.
All in all... I didn't hate reading it. There were a lot of quirky phrasings that bugged me ("canceling" a call instead of just hanging up, for instance), but I really liked the occult references and research aspects as they were building up. It's just after I realized that they added up to a whole lot of nada that it became frustrating. The last quarter of the book moved fast and kept me interested enough, but again was quite disappointing in the end when the implied built-up aspects came to nothing.
Oh well.