Title: Reading "The Traveling Vampire Show" is like . . .
Product review: watching Jerry Springer. You know it's oversensationalized, can't happen in real life and can't get much lower, but somehow you just can't stop watching (or turning the pages in this case). The story has a comic book plot, a rehashed "vampire" character that could easily have been Vampirella by the way Laymon described her, and way too many references to a certain part of her anatomy, yet the oversexed, dysfunctional, and prone-to-violence teenagers in this story lend it a certain charm. I would have given this book one more star if it weren't for the fact that Frances and Dwight survived; had they died grisly deaths this mediocre exercise in pulp fiction would have been so much more enjoyable.
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