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The remarkable debut novel by a new master of dark fantasy...Heart-Shaped Box Judas Coyne is a collector of the macabre: a cookbook for cannibals...a used hangman's noose...a snuff film. An aging death-metal rock god, his taste for the unnatural is widely known. But nothing he possesses is as unlikely or as dreadful as his latest discovery, a thing so terrible-strange, Jude can't help but reach for his wallet. I will "sell" my stepfather's ghost to the highest bidder.... For a thousand dollars, Jude will become the proud owner of a dead man's suit, said to be haunted by a restless spirit. He isn't afraid. He has spent a lifetime coping with ghosts-of an abusive father, of the lovers he callously abandoned, of the bandmates he betrayed. What's one more? But what UPS delivers to his door in a black heart-shaped box is no imaginary or metaphorical ghost. It's the real thing. And suddenly the suit's previous owner is everywhere: behind the bedroom door... seated in Jude's restored vintage Mustang...standing outside his window...staring out from his widescreen TV. Waiting-with a gleaming razor blade on a chain dangling from one hand.... A multiple-award winner for his short fiction, author Joe Hill immediately vaults into the top echelon of dark fantasists with a masterwork brimming with relentless thrills and acid terror.… (more)
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Hijinks ensue.
No really, the only word is hijinks. Scary-lookin' old men with too few teeth. Big brush-runnin' V8 Chevy trucks that aren't really there and no one's drivin' 'em. Suicides that are, and suicides that really aren't. Child molestation across the generations. Grandmothers and aunts and mamas galore, a visit to the nightroad (aka "Highway to Hell" oh heck like I could resist the heavy metal pun), an encounter with the golden door that solves many problems, and proof positive that dogs are superior to cats in every conceivable measure and circumstance.
Mandatory legal disclaimer: Absolutely no cliches were harmed in the making of this book.
My Review: It passed a pleasant five hours. I liked it fine. Not one single major structural flaw that I saw. Fewer typos than most modern books, no unintentional bad grammar that I can recall (and I recall grammar boo-boos real well), so all in all not bad. Nothing I'll ever read again, but not bad at all.
The ghost apparently resides in an dead man‘s nicely preserved suit, which arrives in a black heart-shaped box.
Now the chilling
Joe Hill is the son of Stephen King and he has Pop’s knack for creepy story-telling, bringing along a nice fresh atmospheric approach. This is a fun, scary ride, introducing a terrifying villain, that just might end up shuffling around in your own dreams.
Jude's the main character seems gruff and rough. You almost wanted to dislike him. He is a odd person collecting things dark and bizarre such
I'd say the original concepts only carry the book about halfway - and that the second half of the book has outgrown the plausibility established in the first half. The subject matter is handled with a lot of maturity - depending far more on very real human psychology rather than supernatural crutches.
It read as a screen play - with lots of camera direction, I strongly suspect that this was intentional and a businessman's approach to writing (less reworking/reinterpreting to do when/if a movie comes along, which I think is inevitable for this book). This was distracting at times - especially when time motion flicker effects are described (think The Ring or House on Haunted Hill). A novel limited by camera effects - or a novelist calling upon the readers visual vocabulary, you decide.
Neil Gaiman gives an orgasmic review that comes across to me as excessive and comical. It is defiantly a good read, though. Gaiman's comparisons to Clive Barker's first turn out of the gates are apt (Damnation Game is good stuff - highly underrated Barker).
There is plenty of magic in the idea of Joe Hill following in some very big footsteps.
As a post script I will add that I lent this book to my daughter, who for years and years has been one of those persons who can't bother to make the time to pick up a book and read. She was looking for something to kill her long lunch hour on a rainy day. She devoured it in a couple of days and ever since then has been an avid reader. I'd like to thank Mr. Hill for that. I have always wanted someone close that I can discuss a good read with. And because of this book that dream has come true.
When Stephen King’s son, Joe Hill,
But I decided to take a plunge and picked up Heart-Shaped Box, saving it to read in October to get me in the mood for Halloween.
And after the first page, I was immediately sucked in.
It’s the story of an aging rock star, Jude, who collected occult items. He had the opportunity to purchase a haunted suit for $1,000 and he gobbled it up without a thought. Little did he realize that the suit was really haunted. Haunted, in fact, by the stepfather of one of Jude’s former girlfriends, who allegedly killed herself over the break-up with Jude. The ghost, named Craddock, was out for revenge, and Jude was in his sights.
There was just enough creepy in this book to keep the story moving, but it did not go overboard. I would compare it to a really good episode of “Lost” – strange enough to be interesting, slightly plausible if you belief in that sort of thing, and downright entertaining. The plot and character development was spot on, and Craddock gave me the willies. What else could one want out of a ghost story?
Let’s face it: Joe Hill inherited the right set of genes, but my hat’s off to him for making his own kind of spooky story. I look forward to reading his second novel when it’s released. I can only imagine how proud Papa King must be of his talented son.
I don’t
I have to admit that a few scenes were darker and more violent than I had expected. You hope the description is going to stop (and leave something for the imagination) but, nope, Hill keeps going. With only a few major releases under his belt, Hill is well on his way to picking up the torch for his father. This is great news for Stephen King fans because if he ever really retires, we’ll have a new place to get our fix.
The story involves hard-edged, aging rock star Jude
Hill does a magnificent job of building the suspense in this book. The hairs on the back of my neck were raised every time the ghost made an appearance - with his Johnny Cash suit, black fedora and pendulum razor on a chain - and my pulse was pounding along with Jude's as the chilling story progressed. This is a great book for those that love ghost stories, but it just might leave readers peeking over their shoulders and cringing a little more at things that go bump in the night.
The middle didn't keep me engaged in the story. I didn't feel a good connection with any of the characters except the ghost Craddock McDermott (love
My interest returned in the ending which the author handled well. There were a few chilly spots throughout the book and I would try reading another book by Joe Hill. I've heard good things about Horns.
I actually think I'm a pretty hard bird to scare, but what does scare me is a subtle kind of horror that make most roll their eyes in non-terror. In The Watertower it wasn't the eventual revelation of the rake alien that scared me, it was the way you could just make it out lurking in the background on almost every page. Partly obscured by a tree, or in the reflection of a window it waited. You didn't even notice it at first, a lot of people probably didn't notice it at all, but we had the book read to us by the author and he pointed it out. Yeah, thanks a lot Gary Crew. What scared me so soundly about House of Leaves is harder to pin down, I can only guess that it was some potent combination of the dark unknown and being lost in the safest place on earth, your own house. I'd also bet that the point in my life in which I read it played a big role, but we'll get into that when I inevitably review this book. (Which I will, because it's amazing).
My point is, that what scares me most is what happens ofscreen, or out of the corner of your eye. I was probably the only person on the planet to b generally freaked out by the Blair WitchProject, for example. Although no film comes close to scaring me like the above books did, and after reading the first chunk of Joe Hill's Heart Shaped Box, I was preparing to add that one to the list as well. But then I kept reading.
So, aged death metal rocker Jude buys a haunted suit off the internet in the first few pages, it arrives the page after and the haunting commences almost immediately. And boy, was it my kind of haunting. There's a scene where Jude enters a room where a radio is playing, except hey, he's pretty sure it was off before... That's not the scary part, the scary part is where the DJ is talking about the weather and he's all 'it's going to be a cold one this week folk and you will die and it looks like rain...' See that little 'you will die' tucked away in there? Yeah, it's little things like that get under my skin.
Unfortunately Hill abandons all subtlety pretty early on, and his ghost quickly evolves from creepy radio manipulator ghost into a Freddy Kruger knock off. He becomes corporeal and starts whispering not so sweet nothings in Jude's ear and trying to run him over with his ghost car. Some might find this scary, but not me. By the end of the book the horror became almost b-grade in its depiction, and I can't believe that anyone would find it genuinely scary, even if they weren't as weird as me.
But what saved the book for me was the one thing that kept me from buying it for so long. I remember seeing this thing on the shelf back when I lived in city, before anyone knew that Jow Hill had a famous author dad (Stephen someone, I think...) The cover quote by Neil Gaiman (another author who knows how to creep me the fuck out. That scene in of the early Sandman issues, set in the cafe where everyone starts devolving? Man...) made me pick it up time and again, but the back blurb always made me put it back. There was just nothing appealing to me about a washed up death metal rockstar that the back cover promised.
Except Jude is not washed up. Past his prime and no longer releasing music, sure. But I was expecting a pathetic Ozzy Osbourne kind of character, but Jude still has his dignity. He's still relevant, his absence from the scene is by choice. We learn that two of his bandmates died recently, and it's clear that grief has effected him strongly and laid waste to some of his living relationships. He's also a cold son of a bitch with a healthy dose of contempt for those around him, even (or should I say especially) the young women he sleeps with.
What kept me reading what not the increasingly ridiculous actions of the ghost with a personal vendetta against Jude, but rather is was watching Jude and his current lady friend grow into people who you actually wanted to come out on top. I also enjoyed the backstory of the ghost and why it was after Jude personally, and I honestly found the reveletions of what the ghost had done when he was still a man to be more upsetting then his ghostly hauntings. There is also a strong theme of regret running through the book, and the idea that past can't be changed, only accepted.
As a work of horror I would have to say that this book fails, and fails hard. But for me it succeeded in every other way, and it delivered to me everything I want in a book and upon finishing it I was honestly sad to say good-bye to the characters, alive and dead. (Plus, the ending was both satisfying and fitting, which is more than I can usually say for the kid's dad...)
But I think Joe King....sorry, Hill, might be even better. He wrote a decent ending, unlike 50% of his Dads books. Yet to see if that changes with future books.
But Heart Shaped Box - excellent.
Of course, there was a quest, and the story became more interesting as did the characters. In the end, it was fairly entertaining, more gore than horror, and a decent but not especially memorable horror story.
I do have to say that I found the hypnotist angle a little flimsy so despite a competent performance otherwise I had a hard time truly going along for the ride. Yes, it already has a ghost and spirit dogs but for some reason it was the hypnotism that threw me.
It was a good read, but not a terrifying book, which is what I was in the mood for at the time.
When Jude buys a haunted suit online to add to his collection of the bizarre, it turns out that Jude was the person meant to own it.
This was a Bram Stoker Award winner for 2007, and Hill's first book. It's broken into three sections, and for me, the first section was the most frighteningly as Jude and Georgia are cut off from the world in the farmhouse. The feeling of isolation that runs through the book is at its highest level in the house, but the story is well-written and pretty scary throughout. I know, you see the words 'haunted suit' and say "Whaaat?"
Heart-Shaped Box is definitely a fast paced, action packed ghost story. Hill does an excellent job in characterization. He is really masterful at making the characters and their personalities come alive as we empathize with both Coyne and MaryBeth as the tale unravels and Coyne slowly begins to understand why Craddock has come back from the dead to seek his revenge. In fact, Hill does and excellent job in conveying the personality and character of the ghost as the reader learns more about Mr. Craddock and his past. As the story develops, with wild harrowing scenes, Coyne begins to learn how he might just be able to survive this haunting. For its fast pace and excellent character development Hill definitely should be commended.
But there is a dark side. Frankly as the novel moves along it starts to read, at times, like a B grade horror movie, which for this reader was a bit of a turnoff. The later scenes get more and more sappy where Craddock started reminding me of Freddy Krueger from the movie Nightmare on Elm Street and the story really started getting rather campy. As a result, I found the novel entertaining enough, but rather average on the whole.