Which brings me to the crux of the matter. That can be hard sometimes, especially in genre fiction. As a reviewer, I try to review the story that is presented, not what I wished the story to be. It is more subdued than I expected, but that is to the author’s merit. She had killed him so she could collect his blood and drink it.” That she had bewitched him with her potions, turned him into a demon, made him her lover, turned him mad. “But now the whispers, like the ones inside her head, had grown into a clamor. While the carcasses do pile up in varying forms of decomposition, the descriptions are there for story only and the character’s tension and fear is the focus. This is not an extreme horror novel, but more of a quiet and building type of story. One would also expect more gore given the historical aspect of the expedition. She is concise enough to keep the drag to a minimum, for the most part. Clocking in at over a few hundred pages, one need not worry: it does not stretch like a sprawling epic. Horror fans should know that there is a slow build to the supernatural elements. The spot beneath the body was churned into a frenzy and black with old blood.”
On the ground: long leg bones, cracked pieces of rib. Nearly all the flesh had been stripped away from the bone. The spinal column ended abruptly in midair, its vertebrae suspended like beads on a string.
“Hanging between two trees were the remains of a corpse: wrists caught tight with rope, shoulders stretched spread-eagle, head lolling on the neck, but below that – nearly nothing. The way they interact felt true and I could easily envision the community working together and falling apart, bit by bit. She uses an adept hand at introducing the characters and detailing the journey they’ve embarked on. Simple turns of phrase really hit the mark as intended. Katsu has a very clean style that teeters on the romantic and macabre. Surprisingly, this actually works well for the majority of the book. The Hunger is an interesting idea: take the ill-fated Donner party, flesh out the characters in the style of a historical fiction novel and throw in some eerie supernatural build-up and horror elements for effect. “The smell of blood, with its tang of iron, seemed to spring from everywhere…” Did I devour it à la the Donner Party or did it leave myself rotting in a deserted settlement, dried out and baking in the midday sun? Recently, I got a chance to read a novel that has been getting a lot of attention.
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