Reblogged from Bloodeythornes. Truly epic review of Plebs by Bruce Blanchard.
Originally posted on bloodeythornes:
A word of warning here.
Some of the things mentioned in this review of the novel Plebs by Jim Goforth may be disturbing to some minds that rarely enter the world of extreme violence, human emotions sliding into depravity, sex and lust, drugs, murder and torture, and the cannabalistic Plebs. We are talking one heavy book here with the kick of a mule dressed in leather and shod in stiletto heels. By now, you should have an idea of the territory we are about to enter. Gird your loins, arm yourself, and keep a watchful eye. The door is opening…
Setting the scene.
Take these three guys: Corey (the rich kid), Tim (self-declared stud), and Lee (the stoner man). They’ve just finished a wild party night and want to end it with a little Toke on the Water, but that’s not to be the end of their evening. Add some hot, foxy chicks armed with guns and knives and an invitation to party with them and their friends – more hot, foxy chicks. Invitation extended and accepted. Oh, by the way, could you studly boys do us a favor and rescue two of our sisters held in the hands of some nasty Plebs. After that, we can really party. Throw on a suggestive wink or two and off they go. This is just the beginning of the novel that’s going to take you on a ride to the dark side. A world of the bump de bump and sharp knives, kill or be killed, and a war of revenge and personal vendettas. This is the world of Jim Goforth’s novel Plebs.
Something about the writing itself.
Jim Goforth’s style will draw you in early on, giving you an excellent eye to the locales found in the book whether it be the girls’ camp ground, the dreaded Pleb house, Corey’s modest home (one can only dream of such a place), or the abandoned church and the creepy cemetery of death close by. He has an absolute gift when a lot of people are involved in the scenes, writing action that moves forward and illuminating their different personalities. The deadly perilous fights are vividly described with who’s doing what and the gore of the moment, images that will stick in your mind long after the fight is over. Humor is not left out the book with funny bits of dialogue and beginning, awkward romances. Connections between the characters are nicely developed as the novel progresses to its horrendous, unforgettable final conflict and the banding together of those surviving the onslaught. Phew! Plebs is a novel caught on the razor’s edge of the best human beings can be and the darkness engulfing those who embrace the shadows where human life holds little value and sex and death reign.
Something for the reader to think on and my invitation.
This novel admittedly is not for everyone, however those who like their action hot, relish the books celebrating the dark side and the possibility of redemption amid the land of the death and those who don’t make it out alive – then Plebs is for you. Find out just how strong you are and how far you will go to defeat the darkness at the cost of your human soul. I extend an invitation to enter this world and, as you observe, the door is opening. Beyond the threshold, something beckons. Go ahead and step inside…after you!
Some have called it Grindhouse horror, some have called it Splatterpunk, others classic horror with a cinematic quality to it. It has been compared to the golden era of 70′s and 80′s exploitation and horror movies, with nods to Rodriguez and Tarantino, and the late great Richard Laymon.
I call it Plebs. Come and spend some time with them and some human fiends in their universe of death, depravity and destruction.
What could possibly go wrong?