Title: Gore, Not Horror
Product review: OK, a bad near-rhyme, but this book brings out the triteness in me. Like many other reviewers here, I have enjoyed Little's fiction, but this one was unpleasant, un-frightening, and poorly written. I also wish horror books would come with warning labels when animals are gratuitously slaughtered so I could avoid them. Here it's a blatant cheap plot device: no sooner is the kitten acquired than it's ripped to shreds. The Evil Fetuses were more ludicrous than scary; the arguably "human" characters were singularly flat -- just why does Gordon have to be a "literary" Pepsi delivery guy, as it adds nothing to the plot? -- and the pacing really amateurish, just one bloodbath after another. After reading and enjoying THE WALKING, which was so clever and original, I struggled to finish this piece of garbage. I agree with those who question how this third-rate splatter-punk exercise ever won the Bram Stoker award,
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