Attention slasher film fans: if you have not already -
run,
don't walk, to your nearest book merchant and get your hot little hands on
Vince A. Liaguno's
The Literary Six.
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!
Rounded out out by a nifty little twist ending,
The Literary Six is a sexy, sadistic, bloody fantastic book that left me wanting more.
I can't wait to see what Vince has up his sleeve for an encore.
This one takes the cake; from the title, The Hole, to the cover boy's bulging banana hammock, you know you are dealing with a class film... here's the description: "The story centers around a mysterious videotape and anyone who sees it has seven days before they turn totally gay. When the time is up, even the most all- American jock becomes a friend of Dorothy." What, no drag queen playing Samara?
The Djinn looks to be the gay porn version of Wishmaster.
Dying to get laid? Come to Blood Lake.
Rob Rotten's Porn of the Dead is a...well...I've seen some of the stills from this one, and can't imagine that anyone in their right mind would watch this for sexual gratification, then again, well, who am I to judge? Take a look for yourself at the link (WARNING, HERE THERE BE SOME PRETTY DISGUSTING STUFF YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED).
Orgy in Black looks to be Lesbian, Goth Girl Porn.
I think that the star of Grub Girl, Brittney Skye looks a bit like Rose McGowan.
The Gay Bed & Breakfast of Terror: I don't need to see this one, I've stayed there.
The subtly titled, Intercourse with the Vampire - well, at least Tom Cruise can't ruin it.
Saw for the gay crowd! I love how the killer's mask features red bee sting lips!
I flippin' love the title of this one: Camp Cuddly Pines Powertool Massacre.
