What an astonishingly beautiful, awful, brutal, stunning book.
Who are the players? Well, there's eleven-year-old Dough and his thirteen-year-old pyro brother Pill-Bug. (Their dad, who's dead, was familiar with Johnny Cash's "Boy Named Sue" theory.) They live in a trailer park with their mom and her new boyfriend and a three-legged, one-eyed pitbull they rescued from a dog-fight. The boys are furious white-trash fuckups—but the book is all told by Dough, who is devastated and miserable by his own powerless rage.
What's the plot? Well, it proceeds episodically, with tales of simple things like buying cigarettes and failing tests at school, to much more harrowing sections about rape and child abuse and an alcoholic deputy and a terrifying taxidermist, plus there's a haunted barn and Dough's recurring waking dreams about the Devil and his dark semi-obsession with his own doom.
What's the overall effect? It is so intense.
This was Meno's first book, apparently, written when he was in his early twenties. It's unbelievable that Hairstyles of the Damned, which is much more simple, less ambitious and less accomplished, is the one that made him famous. And it's even more unbelievable that this harrowing, heartbreaking, furious thing came from the same person who is now writing twee sweet hipster fables like Boy Detective and Demons in the Spring.
I guess he had to exorcise his demons here to get to the precious manic-pixie bicycle girl in Office Girl? Because this book is red-hot with fucking demons, and I don't think I'm going to sleep very well tonight.