This book has been on my kindle for a while, and I started reading it without paying much attention to the author name and a little way in I though I might give up on it because I didn’t like it that much – I googled the title to see what other people thought of it, and only then realised that this book is written by one of my favourite authors!!
I have loved every novel by Grady Hendrix that I’ve read – brilliant character led humorous horror. But this book is very different. The premise is that a group of awful opinionated, entitled rich American men in their gentlemen’s club in the 1920s (I think) get together to tell each other tales about their paranormal adventures among the weaker savage nations.
So the two strikes against it in my mind where – one, it is not really a novel but a series of short stories, which some people might like, but I don’t; two, the characters were hateful. I’m sure this was supposed to be a send up of how terrible they were as human beings, but I just didn’t want to read about such horrible individuals. I did however finish the book, because, Grady Hendrix.
Sarah Wray Writer 