Your bile will rise when reading this. No really I mean you might actually vomit.
This is not a book for any newbie to the Horror genre. If you've read books by Richard Laymon, Ed Lee, Jack Ketchum, John Shirley, and Clive Barker and found yourself even remotely cringing at those authors words, well you might not be able to handle Wrath James White. This is sick stuff.
Cannibalism, perversion, mutilation, and just good old fashioned crazy. The premise of serial/signature killing being a communicable disease is inspired and the "execution" is very, very well done. This is messed up writing at its most wicked.
Absolutely above and beyond what is considered by most to be acceptable in Horror fiction.
Disgusting, yet fascinating.
An amazing accomplishment. Kudos to Leisure for having a pair big enough to publish this and kudos to White for getting my gorge.
Jeez is this book sick! Most memorable Horror novel I've read so far this year.
Oh, and by the way Wrath James White is one of the coolest names ever.