Flesh – Richard Laymon
Tor Books – 1988
A few months ago, I found a bunch of Richard Laymon books in my favourite second hand book store. I had heard of him, but I wasn’t sure which of his books were worth checking out. I bought this one because it had a cool cover. After reading Flesh, I deeply regret not buying all of the Laymon books that were there.
A gross slug thing burrows into people’s flesh, attaches itself to the back of their skull and then takes control of their body. The plot of this novel is remarkably similar to Brain Damage (one of my favourite movies, also released in 1988) and a later episode of the X-Files. The slug like beasty of this novel is special though, as this one only takes control of humans so that it can satiate its need for human flesh. It turns its victims into cannibals.
Let me put that another way. The monster in this book eats through people’s flesh so that it can use their bodies to eat through other people’s flesh.
The central premise of this book doesn’t make sense, but I didn’t even realise that until I started writing this review. It’s such a cool idea for a book. There were, however, a few other issues that were more difficult to swallow. Most of the characters in Flesh are either exceptionally stupid or remarkably intelligent. The victims make absolutely terrible, terrible choices, but the police officers on the case are able to deduce the exact nature of their bizarre adversary after examining one of its victims. They immediately figure out that they’re dealing with a with a psycho-parasitic worm with a lust for human flesh. Finally, the women in this book have such sensitive nipples that I can’t imagine how they go about their daily lives. Every time a woman does anything in this book, her nipples’ reaction is mentioned, whether she be taking a shower, greeting a friend, or enjoying a pleasant summer breeze.
Despite these issues, I found this book to be immensely entertaining. It is absolutely full of gore, a real bloodbath. The writing is decent too. Don’t get me wrong; it’s not Faulkner, but it’s not bad. Laymon tells a good story. Flesh is 400 pages long, but I read it in only a few days. I advise you all to hunt down a copy too.
4 thoughts on “Flesh – Richard Laymon”
Most of Laymon’s books are worth reading for sheer seat of your pants momentum plots. His characters often suffer from your observations here (very dumb or very smart; the nipple thing is not a fluke either) and there’s a ton of debate over him regarding a lot of that, how much is a sort of intentional parody/satire/B horror tribute etc.
Some of his books are far better than others though–I highly recommend “In the Dark”, “Endless Night” (that one terrified me when I read it as a teen the first time), “Island” and “After Midnight”.
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Will check these out! Thank you!!!