Killstreme
By Rayne Havok
Self-published, 2020/21
Paperback, 80 pages
This book (and author) came to
my attention when I heard that Amazon had banned a few extreme horror books,
this one included. Naturally, I immediately wanted to support this book and
author, so I put it on my wish-list and kept checking back to see if it was
still “unavailable”. Eventually, sanity prevailed, and the book was again for
sale on that billionaire’s website. I bought it.
A slender volume, it is. Just
over 70 pages of story, double-spaced; it would be about a 30-page story in a
normal anthology. But that doesn’t bother me. I like ‘em short. And sweet. And
violent. I’ll admit that got a little nervous when I started the story; as with
many self-published efforts, a good proof-reading was needed. The first chapter
is a mess of punctuation and sentence structure errors, but as the story went
on, I either stopped noticing or they weren’t present.
But that’s just the editor in
me. Story-wise, this is loads of fun. A sick fuck gets a chance to make his own
snuff film. He goes to a secluded film-site and begins his torture/ murder in
the vilest ways imaginable. And then the tables turn…
Havok gleefully describes
painful torture on the male anatomy and I fucking love it. After so much
misogyny in the genre, it’s nice to see uncompromising male genital torture.
Read ‘em and weep, fellas. The extremity and over-the-top violence were
obviously a lot of fun to write and it sure is fun to read.
I will definitely look into her
other work, but I will also hope that she hooks up with a worthwhile
proofreader/ editor. Her great ideas deserve to be properly presented.
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