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THE PORNOGRAPHER-GENERAL
F.U. Stein
ISBN 978-0-9556938-0-9
Genre: Transgressive
“Strictly speaking you don’t audition people for snuff movies…”
A post modern Marquis de Sade, F.U. Stein left no taboo unbroken in such films as Judas Christ Superstar and Kaijin Blueberry Girl VS Mecha-Cthulhu before taking his own life in a “terrorartist” attack on the world he helped create. Part confession, part manifesto, culled from interviews, film scripts and personal anecdotes, it was Stein himself who left instructions for the compilation of this “autohagiography” as an answer for why so many thousands had to die…
The pornographer-general. Man. Myth. Terrorartist.
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Opinion will be divided on The Pornographer General and it won’t be to everybody’s taste. There is the glaring omission of any moral message and I must confess there were sections of the book which left me baffled and one or two sequences which frankly left me feeling queasy – I’ll never be able to look at The Wizard of Oz in quite the same way ever again. The writer has an ear for dialogue but the characterisation is occasionally sketchy. As a debut novel it will appeal to those who are drawn to the extreme and it is a far superior exploration of the porn industry than Chuck Palahniuk’s recent “Snuff”.
Alan K
This is transgressional fiction from the viewpoint of a central character who is candid, creative, sadistic, nihilistic and a delusional messianic. There are parallels with American Psycho and Naked Lunch but perhaps more so with Crash, in that it is a forward-looking view of degeneration (a prophetic view of the future of adult entertainment? I hope not). In true Poppy Z Brite style the visceral language evokes multiple senses and is clearly more at home and fluid when horror elements are brought to the fore; be warned that there is very little eroticism but a lot of deviance. At its peak it is either extremely funny (you’ll never think about JFK or Abe Lincoln in the same light again) or deeply disturbing or some combination thereof with a dose of surprising edification. In fact it would be very digestible to read if it wasn’t for the shocking subject matter (most particularly the “crush” fetish – I really hope this is invented but realise that this is probably a vain hope). My one criticism is that the prose tries too hard to be 100% American and perhaps this will lead to the misunderstanding that we’re talking about the degeneration of US culture in isolation. Love it or loathe it, you’ll be well aware that the boundaries are being pushed here, in frighteningly concise manner.
Michael Reeves
This slim volume is many things; Sick, humorous, well-written, disturbing and intelligent. It’s not for everyone, to put it mildly, but for those with a strong stomach and a slightly warped sensibility, this dark gem is a real treat.
Be warned though, there are a few scenes that really aren’t for the faint hearted.
But there is intelligence too, and a climax, if you’ll pardon the pun, that’ll take you by surprise.
Chris Matheson
I hereby pronounce this to be the “best filth-tome ever” times infinity. Plus four. Blackly comic, wildly perverse, gleefully sickening, but most importantly intelligent.
Coobla
read this after reading two other books written by the same writer. those books (by “mcdahl”) i’ve reviewed, and they almost prepared me for the insanity in this one. almost. this is one of the weirdest/sickest/??? things i’ve ever seen; nothing nothing nothing is sacred. these are spoilers, but i can’t think of another way to get across the weird/sick/??? nature of it all, so…
***example1 a porn version of the wizard of oz with pink floyd doing the soundtrack. example 2 judas christ, superstar. example3 a nazi section in which a woman cleans herself up “afterwards” using soap made from her own rendered children.***
i see this writer getting banned.
kieran “eggy” palmer
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MACHINE & THE MIND CANDY FACTORY
Roald McDahl
ISBN 978-0-9556938-2-3
Genre: Unchildren’s
Roald McDahl’s inventions are not of this world. He’s thought up every kind of brain melting narcotic head fuck imaginable in his mind-blowing mind candy factory, but no one has ever seen inside, or met Mr McDahl! Machine Smackhead can’t believe her luck when she finds a Golden Fix and wins the trip of a lifetime around the factory, but never in her wildest heroin induced nightmare hallucinations will she have imagined the horrors that wait for her…
Machine & The Mind Candy Factory is an over the top, pull out all the stops, kick the face off your head and shit down your throat fucked up beyond all recognition reload of a classic children’s book that is NOT FOR CHILDREN.
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Another odd turn from the bizarro genre…
As far as I can tell this is a Buddhist “terma” thinly disguised as an offense mechanism; a manifesto within a narrative that appears to be a head on collison between “Charlie & the Chocolate Factory” and “Fear & Loathing In Las Vegas”, blending in satirical side swipes at contemporary society’s dearest Golden Calves and a heavy dose of repressed science.
As for the meaning of life… if what this book has to say is true then I’d have to refer back to the psychedelic sixties and LSD coated lyrics such as “we are stardust, we are golden” as being literally true.
As mind blowing as the trademarked drugs that fuel each character to their individually tailored doom.
de Selby
This is CHARLIE & THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY with drugs instead of chocolate. I have no idea what the hell half of the stuff was about but it was brilliant. I mean that there were large parts I did not understand but the story kept me reading because it was so far gone. Absolutely insane but brilliant.
Godzilla the Hun, “Likes Weird Stories & Knocking Down Skyscrapers”
I read this along with the author’s other book (loaned, sorry amazon.) this is the better one, charlie and the chocolate factory re/written re/mixed for adults. this one re/places the sweets with drugs, the nasty kids with nastier adults, throws in cannibalistic junkies (called burroughs & welsh, haha) and a sci/fi rant about the meaning of life. not beautifully written, but the sheer force drags you along like… like a trip.
kieran “eggy” palmer
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EXEUNT ALICE
Lewis Carroll
ISBN 978-0-9556938-1-6
Genre: Metafiction
Thought lost forever, Exeunt Alice is Lewis Carroll’s third and final book detailing the adventures of his “dream-child” Alice. This edition presents the full text, restored and annotated, with additional material that presents the work in the context of the time and culture it was written in.
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Ok – I’ll admit it. I was initially taken in by this ‘metafiction,’ and delighted by the idea that a new Carroll manuscript had been found…
In my own defense, I’ll point out that it says Lewis Carroll on the cover – the real author’s name appears nowhere except for the copyright notice, but that’s not usually the first thing I look at!
Flicking through the pages, this certainly appears to be something that Lewis Carroll MIGHT have written – it’s full of the same weird logic, love of puns, and general weirdness as you’d expect from Wonderland or Through the Looking Glass.
It’s only as I read on that things began to feel not quite right.
There were one or two aspects that felt too modern (though there were many, many more that felt 100% right – Mr Sweeney has done a fine job there!)
I also spotted a few spelling/grammatical errors, which were repeated (and therefore clearly not typos).
Most of all, the rhyming verses – while being Carrollian in content, just didn’t always scan as perfectly as one would have expected from Carroll.
In spite of all this, I was STILL taken in by Mr Sweeney’s conceit (deceit?!).
I put these occasional lapses down to the ‘fact’ that EXEUNT was written in Carroll’s later life. I also assumed this to be the reason for the disturbingly dark undertones of some of the jokes (yes, even darker than in the real Alice books). I assumed the higher level of religious content might be down to the same reason.
But yes, I must admit that as a story-smith Mr Sweeney has done a pretty good job of forging (pun intended) an authentic Alice story.
This little book is hugely entertaining. Personally, I loved it (though I must admit that I liked it more once I realised that it WASN’T the genuine warranted Carroll.)
I’m sure that lots of other Alice fans will love it too.
I’m equally sure that many will loathe it with a passion, because Mr Sweeney perhaps carries the joke just the mimsiest bit too far when he includes some genuine writings by Carroll (such as the Easter Greeting from the first edition of The Hunting of the Snark). Nowhere does the book indicate what is REAL Carroll and what is Sweeney Carroll. The result provides fun for Carroll scholars who already know what’s what, but will probably leave more casual readers quite muddled about what Carroll said and what he didn’t.
But it’s a definite curiosity – one of the best fake Alice stories I’ve encountered yet, and if you’re an Alice fan, you’ve GOT to add it to your collection.
J. Scott “whitefort”
1865. That’s when Lewis Carroll first published Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. It’s become a classic, along with Through the Looking Glass. Yet, they’re only two short books. If only Lewis Carroll had written more! Well, along comes Exeunt Alice, a “discovered” third book. It’s make believe, of course, but isn’t make believe at the heart of what the Alice adventures are about anyway? It’s fun to pretend that there is another Alice book. The academic touches of literary analysis and end notes add to the whole illusion. There are also actual essays and letters from Lewis Carroll (at least I think they’re actual.) The plot has to do with Alice entering a magical stage world while she falls asleep during a play. Much cleverness and wordplay follows. For example, there is a room with three walls (because the audience must look in, of course.) Shakespeare and Punch and Judy serve the theater theme. It is like a satisfying meal for those who crave more Alice. “Eat me,” this book calls out. It’s fun to pretend … this is Lewis Carroll’s third Alice book.
Lotus Rose “author of bizarre fiction”
Who would have thought that a new Alice book would suddenly appear, over a century after the original books were written? Well, of course it sounds far fetched, but as the informative introduction to this work points out (by the by, the “introduction” comes AFTER the story, in the way that the Griffin always thought best) this has happened before, with the legendary lost “Wasp In A Wig” episode. So, another turn on the “lost manuscript” conceit! After her adventures down the rabbit hole and through the looking glass, Alice now ventures beyond the stage curtains…
A very lovely “metafiction.”
Red King Dreaming
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DRAC THE RIPPER
Patrick Joseph
ISBN: 978-0955693847
Genre: Satire
Was Bram Stoker, the author of “Dracula”, really the infamous Victorian serial killer known as Jack the Ripper? This short monograph answers the question, once and for all.
I’ve read quite a few serial killer novels but I’ve never been interested in the real life stuff. Then I saw this, a “monograph” that claims that Bram Stoker, author of Dracula, was the Ripper. Stupid, but the download was cheap enough, and short enough that it didn’t outstay its welcome. I’m glad I looked into it. This is an angry attack on the true crime genre that at the same time lampoons those books. This actually articulated why I can read fictional murder but not real; it’s ghoulish to wallow in other’s deaths. Weirdly, though the writer states bluntly that he doesn’t believe Stoker was Jack, he actually makes an interesting case for him! To sum up; bile soaked, but interesting.
PJM
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CALLIOPE’S BOY
Tom Bradley
ISBN: 978-0-9556938-3-0
Genre: Bradleyan
A lapsed Mormon banjoist losing his mind on the London tube… A Japanese language teacher being fisted in the Utah desert by Uncompahgre Indians while their squaws gnaw on his fingers… An acid-addled fourteen-year-old’s brain dalliance with an old lady in a Nevada psych ward… Who else could it be? “Tom Bradley is one of the most criminally underrated authors on the planet.” Andrew Gallix, 3AM MAGAZINE
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KING SCRATCH
Jordan Krall
ISBN: 978-0955693861
Genre: FUBAR Noir
“Keith watched a version of himself being dissected, the body parts being used along with those of Lincoln and Booth in order to make some sort of mechanized assassin-victim hybrid. It would spend eternity annihilating itself, finding new ways to explode, puncture and penetrate its own body parts.” Moonshine smuggling in New Jersey unleashes a Civil War hangover of squid parts, car crashes, stove pipe hats, urethral insertion fetishism, and a hankering for pancakes. King Scratch, a nightmare from the mind that birthed Piecemeal June and Fistful of Feet. “With King Scratch Jordan Krall has delivered a unique and twisted tale that brilliantly exudes the limitless imagination of the author and, in my opinion, elevates Krall to the upper echelon of the Bizarro lit scene.” Kevin Woods, director of BATH, SURVIVAL, and WISE GUYS VS ZOMBIES “Krall has quite a flair for outrage as an art form.” Edward Lee, author of THE BIG HEAD, GOOD and BRIDES OF THE IMPALER
Jordan Krall’s work redefines “cult”, it redefines good taste and it takes you into awful places that you’re nonetheless grateful that you went to. The word vertiginous comes to mind when I think of King Scratch, as in dizzying, as in challenging your sense of balance, as in spiraling downward, deeper into something dark and inexplicable. King Scratch is a vertiginous, dantesque night journey into a very special, very demented American Noir Hell of obscure starlets, golden showers and the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.
Garrett Cook, “Bizarro Pulp Writer”
Easily one of Krall’s strangest tales to date, KING SCRATCH is a demented trip through the seedy underworld of southern New Jersey. By the third chapter you’ll feel like you’re in a bizarro version of PULP FICTION as car crashes, stabbings, head explosions, and gruesome orifice insertions seem to follow the cast everywhere they go. Even good ‘ol Abe Lincoln manages to get into the fun.
With a few interesting appendixes (after a nasty yet spectacular climax in the Hollywood hills), KING SCRATCH is a wild mix (or should I say, ‘meltdown’) of genres that’ll have bizarro fans grinning from ear to ear. All others, beware.
Nick Cato, “nickyak”
King Scratch is a hard-hitting novella in which a variety of odd characters collide in a war over moonshine. Plus,there’s squid,tons of nastiness,and hallucinogenic moments involving Abraham Lincoln. Edward Lee meets Jim Thompson in this classic bizarro novella.
Grant Wamack
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JAME & THE GIANT STEM CELL
Roald McDahl
ISBN: 978-0955693878
Genre: Unchildren’s
Jame is a serial killer animal rights activist… until he gets caught and is sentenced to become a guinea pig at the McDahl Genetic Research Facility where he is tortured by two really horrible laboratory assistants. Until one day something fucked up happens and Jame finds himself on the most disgusting, disturbing journey he could ever imagine. Another reloaded children’s classic that is NOT FOR CHILDREN.
i read this with the same author’s (machine and the mind candy factory) back 2 back. basically, both books are kid books that have been rewritten for depraved adults. this one is (james and the giant peach) rewritten with a massive mass of mutating meat instead of fruit, and the insect cast replaced with lab animals + a serial killer “furry” with a misspelled name (hence the title). apart from the irritating nature of that name (why why why? i knocked a star off this review because it wound me up so much) i loved this, right up to its “akira”ish finale.
kieran “eggy” palmer
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THE ARISTOCRATS
Patrick Joseph
ISBN: 978-0955693885
Genre: Satire
THE ARISTOCRATS is the foulest, strangest, most offensive, stomach churning and mind bending joke ever told… this short monograph offers a study of what may very well be the definitive version of the joke known as the “stand up’s shibboleth.”
