This story has a true Lovecraft feel to it and the tension the author so brilliantly put on the page mustbe something like what people felt like when they went to see 'The Thing" or "The Blob" for the very firsttime. - HORROR REVIEWS FOR YOU
Fun ensues and, during a particularly malefic winter storm, Manhattan is given the ol' Emmerlich and Devlintreatment. This is edge-of-your-seat storytelling at its finest, with full, rich characters, nasty critters,and all the atmosphere one can handle. - THE CROW'S CAW
Night Of the Wendigo is one hell of a story by one hell of a storyteller at the top of his game and is a talethat is not to be missed... I give it my highest recommendation. - FAMOUS MONSTERS OF FILMLANDMAGAZINE
Night of The Wendigo is another near perfect example of why I love Willie's writing. Within minutes I wastransported into another world, a world in which all the crap of real life didn't exist. All that existed andall that mattered for my time spent in this book was the book itself. Some books require you to think andconcentrate, and some books like this places your brain right in the centre of an 3D Dolby 7.1 surround soundnarrative. And please believe me this is no criticism of Willie's writing, Willie has a gift for writinghighly entertaining thrilling novels, and this is no exception. - GINGER NUTS OF HORROR
From the Author
Back in the winter of 2007/8, a particularly harsh one in these parts, I started to have a germ of a storyidea. At that stage I only knew I wanted to do an "ancient evil comes back for revenge" tale, and I wanted totrash a big city in print. (This was before I wrote CRUSTACEANS, and I hadn't tried anything on this scalebefore.) That it would involve weather extremes was a no-brainer, given that, at the time I had the idea, wehad three feet of snow on the ground here.
I started with no real plan beyond an opening scene where archaeologists uncover an old boat on a cargo dockin Manhattan. Pretty quickly a cast of characters started to squabble for my attention; cops, forensic teams,other archaeologists and a conspiracy nut. Somehow they all fitted in to the same story, and I had to stepback for a while to outline a plot.
The characters never stopped squabbling, but the main character, the winter storm itself, rode roughshod overthem, and it was the force of the storm that drove the story forward in my head.
It runs in my mind like any number of big dumb disaster movies, with its theme of chaos and destruction comingto modern Manhattan, with antecedents in the Emmerlich and Devlin blockbusters 2012, The Day After Tomorrow,and even Godzilla.
I'd love to be able to sit down with my popcorn and beer and watch it for myself on a big screen. It's a dreamI have.