It's pure candy. We know it's not good for us but we crave it anyway. This book is pure horror candy. Monsters and zombies. Mediums and ghosts. A post apocalyptic world. A cliffhanger at the end of every chapter like the old penny dreadfuls and the deus ex machina riding in the back seat to keep it all going. Herbert is a master at gore and he lays it on thick here along with plenty of unnatural sex acts.

In the end it was like fudge, the first bite is great, the second and third just okay, and by the tenth you want to throw the thing away, but you have to finish it. In other words, fun but overlong. The ending was like, "I've written enough now."

This edition from Centipede Press also had a story, a Hallowe'en spooker that was good and an interview where Herbert wishes he would be remembered for a book about a dog, which he won't. Centipede does a nice job with the graphics, a Klimt cover and the original paperback cover.

The description for this book is incorrect, as usual for goodreads. There is at least one copy that is not signed, mine. ( )

Good book. Nice and creepy. ( )

Some of the imagery in this book is truly terrifying. A good horror read ( )

Dans la banlieue sud de Londres, une avenue paisible... où l'on n'a pas oublié cependant le suicide collectif qui ensanglanta, il y a six mois, la maison Beechwood désormais inhabitée. Et soudain la violence resurgit, se déchaîne : en une nuit deux crimes et deux suicides - ceux-là mêmes des meurtriers. Le Mal vient-il de la vieille demeure? Non loin, d'autres assassinats sont commis, atroces, délirants, et la destruction de Beechwood est ordonnée... C'est alors que, venue de nulle part, une masse ténébreuse et sans cesse grandissante obscurcit le ciel de Londres. Et quand elle s'abat sur la ville, commence le règne du Sombre - celui de la peur, du sang et de la folie… ( )