K.T. Katzmann’s Reviews > Image of the Beast / Blown > Status Update

"A man with a broken neck lay against the wall. He was identified as Glinch, an Og who had once terrified Medieval Germany as a werewolf. For the past twenty years, he had been working in the Internal Revenue Service, Los Angeles."

I wonder if I'm becoming jaded to this stuff at this point.

And after a chapter of a woman bragging about her awesome year as a drugged sex captive, we get an info dump that completely contradicts our earlier info dump.

"He hoped the cops might show up in time. If they didn't, they might find one dead Chinese."

If your steal from him, Forrest J. Ackerman is Serious Business.

He Will Mess You Up.

"a href="https://secondwindpub.files.wordpress..., look at this guy and picture him in a hardboiled chase sequence.

It's like recasting Chinatown with Isaac Asimov and Carl Sagan.

I am actually tearing up over this.

Oh, damn it. This is actually a lovingly-describe picture of Forrest J. Ackerman, a real tribute to the man. Now I'm starting to miss anew the Ackermonster.

The walking vagina scene has just ended, and now Forrest J. Ackerman himself has entered the story. I bet the Ol' Ackermonster must've been delighted at that.

I have just read the closest thing possible to a cross between porn foreplay and John Carpenter's "The Thing."

Man. Wow. I've heard of "women in refrigerators," but we need a whole new metaphor for this one.

The last thirty pages must have been lifted from a chase scene out of someone's erotic Munsters fan fiction.

Seeing the phrase "uterine snake," I wonder why it isn't already a band name.