Wolfcurse
By Guy N. Smith
New English Library, 1981
Paperback, 176 pages
This is one of my favorite
non-Crab books by Guy N. Smith. Everything works. It’s a fresh idea and Smith
barrels into it and doesn’t let up until the last sentence. The entire book follows
the main character’s actions as his life falls into chaos.
Ray Tyler is a milquetoast; a
henpecked banker who is suddenly going through some changes. After beating up a
trio of young thugs, he starts standing up to his wife, his neighbors, and his
boss. In fact, he starts turning into a really violent asshole. A murderous
asshole. He thinks he might be turning into a werewolf, thanks to a book on
Folklore that he had recently purchased. Surely that would explain his sudden,
violent bloodlust and overcharged sex-drive.
GNS never really tips his hand
as to whether Tyler really is a werewolf or if it is all in his head and that
is part of what makes this book so readable. Stone cold crazy or bloodthirsty
werewolf? He doesn’t skimp on the gore or sexual violence. In fact, the rape
scenes are very vivid and made me squirm quite a lot. Not pleasant in the
least. That is to say, very real and scary.
This is GNS at his very best.
The cover painting of the New English Library paperback is of a werewolf who is
a dead ringer for Paul Naschy’s Waldemar Daninsky, too! This book gets my
highest recommendation.
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