A bloody cocktail of a potboiler that includes elements of Agatha Christie's Ten Little Indians, and dozens of homages to every great slice and dice horror movie of the 70's and 80's, The Literary Six is the kind of book you curl up with on a rainy night and don't put down until the last twist has been twisted, and the final turn has been, well, turned.
It's New Year's Eve 2006, and a collection of former college chums are getting together for their yearly reunion. Gossip will be spread, champagne will be drunk, sexual feelings will come back to the surface...and blood will be spilled. It seems that this bunch of alumni all share a deep dark secret, and tonight, they will have to pay for a rather ugly stunt they were involved in twenty years earlier. In a way, The Literary Six is The Big Chill funneled through a grand guginol fun-house .
One of the things that makes reading The Literary Six such a kick is the tributes to slasher cinema that can be found throughout. For instance:
- The characters are holed up in a Gothic inn on a small island off the New England Coast - shades of April Fool's Day.
- A disembodied head found with candles surrounding it - much like Mama Voorhees's noggin was kept in Friday the 13th II.
- A gay twist to the infamous hot tub scene from the original Halloween II, complete with the victim sucking on the fingers of his killer (before he realizes that said digits don't belong to his beloved, that is).
- A masked killer (which of course is de rigeur in any slasher piece worth its salt).
- And of course, the fact that the killer keeps popping back up, just when you think the SOB is dead!
I can't wait to see what Vince has up his sleeve for an encore.