Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Review: Aurealis #43

Aurealis 43 showcases the efforts of some of the country’s brightest up and coming speculative fiction writers, as well as a couple of genre stalwarts, in this cracking edition.

A fine spread of science fiction, fantasy and horror ensures there is something for everyone in one of the magazine’s strongest issues to date. Stuart Mayne has done a fantastic job with his selections with new tales from Bill Congreve, Geoffrey Maloney, Simon Petrie, Nathan Burrage, Felicity Dowker, Thoraiya Dyer and Lachlan Huddy.

While all are crackers, the surprise bolter comes from debutant Huddy who presents a fantastically original take on an old Australian myth with his story Bunyipslayer. The post apocalyptic story of a slayer who is cohered by an outback town to rid them of a feared Bunyip is an absolute treat. Huddy demonstrates a talent for taking the reader on a wild and wacky ride, in a story rich in character and atmosphere.

Likewise fellow rising stars, Felicity Dowker and Thoraiya Dyer deliver a pair of absolute gems with After the Jump and Death’s Daughter and the Clockmaker. Dowker ensures you’ll never look at Melbourne’s Westgate Bridge the same again with her darkly poetic story about a diver, paid to retrieves the bodies of jumpers from the Yarra River who is drawn to the eerie stillness of the river’s muddy depths.


Her command of description and character – particularly in first person – is flourishing with every tale and she again shows why she is becoming a staple in Australian genre magazines.

Dyer’s tale of death’s daughter who lures a young apprentice to his doom is a beautifully dark adaption on the quest for eternal life. Both gripping and entertaining it is the perfectly executed tale of woe.

Bill Congreve creates a Stephen King-esque ghost story of a woman who uncovers the dark secrets behind her mothers drowning in The Traps of Tumut, while Geoffrey Maloney blends humour and heart in his supernatural chuckler Things That Dead People Do about a group of ghosts trying to plan the perfect haunting.

Other tales see Nathan Burrage explore eternal love with Fragments of the Fractured Forever while Simon Petrie shows why he is one of the young masters of hard science fiction with Latency.

Aurealis is available as a single issue for $14.95 or as part of an annual subscription.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Review: Archangel's Kiss by Nalini Singh

Archangel’s Kiss is the second book in Nalini Singh’s Guild Hunter series (the first being Angels’ Blood reviewed previously at Horrorscope ).

In the world of this paranormal romance/urban fantasy series, the world is divided into territories, with each ruled over by an archangel, the most powerful of the angels. Angels and archangels have the ability to turn humans into vampires, and do so in return for service. Some vampires break these contracts and go rogue, and are hunted down by the Hunter’s Guild.

Elena is a hunter with a particular talent: she can track vampires by their unique scent. She also hides dark secrets and a past that has left her estranged from her family.

In the first book of the series, Elena was employed by the archangel Raphael to hunt a rogue archangel. This contract changed her life, bringing up fragments of a past she had tried to forget while she dealt with a burgeoning relationship with Raphael himself.

This book takes the reader deeper into the world of the angels, with the plot centred around the angels’ Refuge. Once again, Elena’s talents are required, this time to discover a killer amongst the angels.

In comparison to the first book of the series, this book is much grittier urban fantasy. There is less emphasis on the relationship between Elena and Raphael (though the plotline, and requisite love scenes, are both still present) and more time spent revealing the angel’s world and Elena’s past.

Singh writes fascinating and real characters. Elena is particularly well fleshed out, and becomes more and more sympathetic as more of her past is revealed. In contrast, Singh manages to convey a real sense of the alien to the angels – it’s particularly refreshing seeing immortal characters in urban fantasy acting immortals, with all of the potential for inhumanity and coldness that implies.

This is definitely a series to check out if you like complex urban fantasy worlds with a dash of paranormal romance.

News: 2010 Aurealis Award judges announced

SpecFaction NSW, the new Sydney-based group running the Aurealis Awards, has announced the judging line-up for the 2010 Aurealis Awards.

There are twelve categories in this year's awards, ranging from Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Horror, to the recently introduced Anthology and Illustrated Book categories.

This year's horror judges come with significant experience in the genre, two of which are current HorrorScope editors/reviewers and former Australian Shadows Award judges. They are:
The full list of judges can be found here.

Entries (Australian works only) may be submitted via an online form.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

News: Midnight Echo #4 now available

Midnight Echo #4, the magazine of the Australian Horror Writers Association, is now available!

This issue features from twelve short stories, three poems, artwork, and interviews with Charlaine Harris (author of the Sookie Stackhouse series) and Angela Challis & Marty Young (editors of Macabre: A Journey Through Australia's Darkest Fears), among others.

From guest editor Lee Battersby:

"Everywhere we have travelled, the human race has been shadowed by monsters. They lurked in the shadows just outside the circle of light cast by our fires. They swam in the darkness beneath our keels. When we discovered new lands, and stepped onto white-sand beaches for the first time, they watched us from the bushes. They live in the corners of our eyes; in the silver lining within the cloud; in the cold, scared part of our minds we have spent our entire evolution pretending to ignore.

"There are monsters in the pages of Midnight Echo: discovered; dissected, and chronicled by those who are unafraid to look beyond the circle of fire. Stories and poetry from writers like Geoffrey Maloney, Jenny Blackford, and Christopher Green, who have swum in the waters below the human psyche and returned to warn us of the truth they have discovered. That there is only one true monster in the human world, and it lives in your mirror.

"Open the pages of Midnight Echo and see what happens when the mirror stares back."

Midnight Echo #4 can be purchased here, and for AHWA members, downloaded for free from here.

News: Second National Republican Short Story Competition

The Australian Republican Movement is running is second annual National Republican Short Story Competition. This year's theme is 'Life and Death in an Australian Republic', and the organisers are keen for speculative fiction stories of all genres to help reignite the republican debate.

Short stories will speculate on Australian republican futures through Australian stories with a republican backdrop. They don’t have to be political thrillers or constitutional whodunits as long as they are an exploration of our republican future.

  • Entry fee $11.99
  • Length: 2000-4000 words
  • First Prize: $500
  • Closes: 31 August 2010
  • E: fiction@republic.org.au

More information at http://republicanfiction.blogspot.com
(Cheque or postal order payable to 'Australian Republican Movement')

Send entries to:
Australian Republican Movement
PO Box 87
Geebung Q 4034


Source: Australian Republican Movement

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Review: Your Heart Belongs to Me by Dean Koontz


The writing machine that is the hugely prolific Dean Koontz returned in 2008 to release My Heart Belongs to You. From the original hardback cover, you would be forgiven for thinking the man was perhaps now writing romantic thrillers … a genre of which Your Heart Belong to Me does fall into some extent. I was also apprehensive about another long-winded title. For some obtuse reason I tend shy away from them with books like The Darkest Evening of the Year and By the Light of the Moon not currently adorning my bookshelf.

At 34, Ryan Perry has achieved his life’s ambition and then some: the head of successful software outfit and social-networking site that has seen him accumulate millions. Not only is he a Forbes magazine entrepreneur, Ryan is also dating an attractive fellow/surfer journalist (Samantha Reach) who isn’t far away from accepting his marriage proposal. So when he suffers a mild heart-attack and subsequently learns of its defect, his once placid world is altered radically. Ryan only has a short time to live … and will not live at all unless he finds a new heart.

Initially, I thought the premise of Your Heart Belongs to Me dealt with a fascinating condition that has been around since the first heart transplants – cellular memory. The theory (and stories) revolve around the notion that the brain is not the only organ that stores personality traits and memories; there have been many documented cases whereby a surgery patient has displayed new tastes in opinions, cravings, and other mild variations of habit. To a certain extent, this does form a basis of the novel … but it is only on the peripheral side-lines as Koontz tries his hand at marrying a slew of imaginings.  

After switching physicians and a transplant success, Ryan goes on with life … albeit lacking Samantha. Then follows a reign of psychological persecution that makes his original fears of poisoning seem tame by comparison: some invisible phantom has access to his private quarters, can manipulate his security, and has taken to leaving him gifts such as gold heart pendants. His paranoia moves into an investigation that uncovers a world of voluntary euthanasia and identical twins. Some consider Koontz’s work to be tame, but try envisioning a house full of real corpses embalmed exquisitely for art’s sake. Personally, I am a fan of his somewhat flowery and obsessively metaphorical prose, but others might find it a little over the top and long-winded this time. There is little dialogue, and a lot of inner rumination by our protagonist.

When the plot-payoff finally arrives, the reader with either vehemently applaud or cringe with disappointment. Here there is no middle ground.  By and large, Your Heart Belongs to Me is a book about subtext and texture. Seeing patterns to the plot not from the surface theme but from the implicit meaning of the tale … the things that the modern mind rejects on a conscious level. This is mid-range Koontz, but any author who can, without fail, elicit a tear from me in the closing stages of a book is an author who is ultimately doing something right. 

Review: Matthew Tait

News: Charlaine Harris' Australian appearances

Charlaine Harris, author of the Sookie Stackhouse novels (inspiration for the True Blood TV series) will be in Australia as a guest of Hub Productions for True Blood events in Sydney and Melbourne on September 25 & 26.

Charlaine's Australian publisher, Hachette Australia, are also sponsoring appearances in Hobart and Perth. These events are:

Charlaine Harris ‘in conversation’
Date: Monday 27 September 2010 at 7:00pm
Location: Federation Ballroom, Hotel Grand Chancellor Hobart.
Tickets from $15 – includes author talk, Q & A, book sales, and book signing. Booking essential.
Tickets: Ellison Hawker Bookshop. 90-92 Liverpool St, Hobart, TAS | 03 6234 2322 | info@ellisonhawker.com.au

Charlaine Harris ‘Sundowner Event’
Date: Thursday 30 September 2010, 6 for 6:30pm
Location: Hyatt Regency Perth
Tickets $25 – includes tea & coffee, author talk, Q & A, book sales, and book signing. Booking essential.
Tickets: Dymocks Garden City. Shop 33/34 Garden City, Booragoon, WA | 08 9364 7687 | garden@dymocks.com.au

Charlaine Harris ‘In-store Book Signing’
Date: Thursday 30 September 2010, 1:00-2:00pm
Location: Dymocks Midland Gate. Shop 96, Midland Gate Shopping Centre, Midland Gate, WA | 08 9274 7766 | midland@dymocks.com.au


Source: Hachette Australia

Monday, June 21, 2010

News: Aussie experts talk zombies with Jonathan Maberry

Two of Australia's leading zombie aficionados Chuck McKenzie and 'Shamblin' Gary Kemble - along with many of the world's foremost zombie authors - have been chatting about the gruesome undead with bestselling US author Jonathan Maberry.

The first post in Maberry's series of group interviews on zombies can be found here.

News: AHWA's Nightmare Ball at AussieCon4

The Australian Horror Writers Association will host The Nightmare Ball at the Melbourne Convention and Exhibition Centre in September in conjunction with AussieCon4, the 68th World Science Fiction Convention.

Rub shoulders with Australia's leading horror authors and special guests, which include several of the world's leading editors, publishers, agents, and authors. This ball will be the marquee event on the Australian horror calandar, so don't miss it!

The ball is nightmare-themed (and a mask is required!), and refreshments, door prizes, and a dance floor (with DJ Chuck McKenzie) will be provided.
  • Date: Friday, 3rd September 2010
  • Time: 9pm to Midnight
  • Place: The Banquet Hall (Room 201) at the Melbourne Convention Centre.
The event is open to all, although AHWA members receive discounted entry.

Tickets are limited, likely to sell fast, and can only be purchased from the AHWA shop. Purchase your tickets now!

Interview: Stuart MacBride by Craig Bezant

Stuart MacBride, King of Tartan Noir, spoke to HorrorScope's Craig Bezant once again as his sixth Logan McRae novel, 'Dark Blood' (HarperCollins) hits the bookshelves.


Since our interview last year, you have released two novels, ‘Halfhead’ and the very recent Logan McRae novel, ‘Dark Blood’. Your past novel, ‘Broken Skin’ (2007), was also nominated for a 2009 Theakston’s Old Peculiar Crime Novel of the Year Award. So, it’s been a busy year.

Firstly, we’ll start with your brand new novel. Would you like to elaborate on the premise behind ‘Dark Blood’?
‘Dark Blood’ was the first time I’ve ever really taken inspiration from real life. Normally I avoid that like the plague. I’m not really fond of true crime, it makes me feel quite uncomfortable to read it. So I’ve suffered, because lives have been horrifically impacted by this stuff. I’m not fond of it (true crime), whereas in fiction it’s just all made up. But there was this interesting case for ‘Dark Blood’, the case of Stephen Beech. He was described as the most dangerous rapist in Britain. He was convicted on quite horrific counts, served his time, and after that the authorities basically had no control over where he could go.

He got hounded out of his own home and moved around England for a bit. Then he decided he’d had enough of that and wanted to go live by the sea. So the police stuck Beech here in Aberdeen, even though he had no connection whatsoever with the North East of Scotland. And so we just suddenly had this guy who was so dangerous and hated in Britain, who was so likely to reoffend. He had to be supervised 24 hours a day. It ended up costing something like 120 thousand quid a year. We had him for 18 months before he headed off down south again. The police and Sacro, a volunteer agency, did a great job, they made sure he didn’t do anything while he was up here.

So this was the basis that started you writing ‘Dark Blood’?
Yes. Well, from a crime novelist’s perspective, that has to go badly wrong, doesn’t it? It had been ticking away in the back of my head for quite a while, this notion that society has no control over you once you leave (prison). Well, what would happen if something went really, badly wrong? And then of course you just have to make it worse, because that’s what crime novels are.

All of your previous novels have started with a murder or crime that sends Logan and his team immediately investigating. ‘Dark Blood’ starts with what we assume is a murder, but this isn’t something that is realised until much later. Instead, the focus is on the arrival of a nasty character, Martin Knox (based on Beech), and the continued fall of Logan. Was this a new angle you wanted to try, or did it just suit the story in your mind?
Yes, I was trying to make it more of a police procedural this time, with ‘Dark Blood’. Obviously I didn’t quite make it – it turned back into thriller territory quite rapidly. That was just the way the story took me. I’ve always tried, in my books, to make sure there’s more than one thing happening, to make it a bit more lifelike. Lots of stories just focus on the one case, and then you start another one – that happens a lot on television. But there are a huge number of cases you have to do at the one time. Then I like having not everything starting at the beginning of the book; some stuff finishes at the beginning of the book, some stuff doesn’t start until the middle – I hope to show that this is just a chunk of Logan’s life.


Logan’s ties to the underworld are even tighter in this novel, and he also has to address his increasing alcoholism (carried from ‘Blind Eye’). What made you want to take your main character down this path?
Well, I can’t stand it how some books have the big red reset button. You know, you get to the end of the book and all these dreadful things have happened and next time, ‘click’, it’s right back to the start again. That’s the way a lot of television shows are, too. They put a lot in but have no lasting impact. I thought, given what I have put Logan through, especially from ‘Flesh House’ onwards, there had to be consequences to the things that he’s done and the things he’s had done to him.

The book more or less starts in real time, so in the time between the end of ‘Blind Eye’ and the start of ‘Dark Blood’ [6 months], things have happened. Relationships have changed, stuff has moved on.


‘Blind Eye’ was set in summer, now ‘Dark Blood’ is heading to the freezing grips of winter. Is there are preference of seasons to set your novels in? (Do you think cold weather is just better suited to a crime novel?)
I quite enjoy winter in Aberdeen. I like rain, snow, wind. These are good things for me. But I like a bit of variety, especially with ‘Blind Eye’ having been such a summery book. The new book [‘Dark Blood’] is set in May, and of course we had sleet here this May.

So, if I could briefly talk about your sci-fi crime novel, ‘Halfhead’. Would you care to explain the origins of ‘Halfhead’ – how this novel, different from your rest, came into being?‘Halfhead’ had been submitted to HarperCollins for quite a while, and in between then I had written two other books. Then HarperCollins said, ‘Yeah, I quite like this – has he written anything else?’ I had just handed in the first draft of ‘Cold Granite’ to my agent, who said ‘Yes, he’s done this...’ ‘Ooh, a crime novel – we’ll have that, thank you.’ So then ‘Halfhead’ was confined to a draw. So it was really nice to finally get it dusted off. Mind you, I did spend about six or seven months rewriting it.



Which put a bit of pressure on your Logan McRae novels?
I’m probably still struggling because of it.

Do you feel it was worth it, though?
Well, I hope so. It’s been a strangely quiet novel. When I do events, even in Scotland, packed with people who love the [McRae] books, not many have read ‘Halfhead’ – they haven’t heard of it.

Is the sci-fi thriller element something you care to explore again, or something now buried in your past?
I always describe it as a near-future thriller rather than a sci-fi, because I got into trouble with that from SFX magazine when they reviewed it. A lot of crime writers won’t try something that they think is science fiction, will not go anywhere near it. I guess, from events that I’ve done, asking people who in the audience has even browsed the science fiction section in their local bookshop, I am lucky to see six hands go up. It is just incredibly difficult to get people past this notion that anything set in the future has to have spaceships and aliens in it. ‘Jurassic Park’ is science fiction. It doesn’t have to be tentacles and tractor beams.

I mean, I would love... I’ve got a plot and a premise, and a title, for the next one, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be allowed to write one.

Now something I didn’t get the chance to ask you in our interview last year was to impart some of your earned wisdom about writing. So firstly, what advice could you give to someone looking to write particularly dark fiction such as yours?
Well, I’ve actually been doing a lot of crime writing workshops with Allan Guthrie. Probably the quickest piece of advice I can give is: never take advice from someone whose writing you don’t admire. There’s no point taking advice from your Mum or Auntie unless they write.

And friends who are just going to say it’s good?
Yeah, it has to be someone who is going to be honest. I mean, if someone couldn’t sing then you wouldn’t take their advice about singing, would you?

No! Now, what authors would you recommend to others, besides yourself?
Well, I would never recommend myself. ‘Oh yes, you should all read me, I’m brilliant.’ [Laughs.] Well, currently, Allan Guthrie – a wonderful writer. He’s the guy I go to for advice. Also, Zoe Sharp. And when I spoke to you last time I’d just got into Joe Abercrombie – it’s well worth it, completely unlike fantasy used to be when I was growing up. And there’s Val McDermid, Mark Billingham, Christopher Brookmyre. Slightly further off the beaten track, have you read Charlie Williams? You’re in for a treat. And Ray Banks is another one – two terrific writers.

Do you use the Internet to connect with your readers, or do you prefer physically touring?
Well, I don’t blog as often as I used to. Mostly because I’ve become incredibly grumpy, about deadlines and things. I can go online and whinge about my deadlines, or I can just shut up and get on with the actual writing. But it’s always nice to get in touch with people. It’s a very isolating lifestyle, being a writer. You’re on your own in your house all day, for months and months and months. I do enjoy the touring, getting out and seeing people. I certainly took the opportunity last year to come down to New Zealand and Australia. It was absolutely terrific. I would bite their hands off for another chance at that.

Okay, what’s next for Mr MacBride? I know you had an original contract for six books, and now a further four, so where does that leave you now?
The four are broken down into a Logan book (2) and a stand-alone book (2). So once I’m finished with the current one I get to try something completely new, which I’m looking forward to. I like Logan, I like the character and all the rest, but... if you eat the same thing all the time, then eventually you start to crave beans on toast. I’ve been living with these guys for seven and a half, eight years now. I think we need to see other people [Laughs].

Last time I saw you, you said how much fun you had writing a novella, ‘Sawbones’. Are you thinking about doing something like that again?
Well, there is a plan for getting together and maybe collaborating on one. That might be quite fun, as well, to actually work with somebody else for a change. But that’s not going to be at least until I finish this book before I even start writing.

We’re still making Blood as well. We recorded a trailer for ‘Dark Blood’ that’s up on YouTube, and we went slightly over the score, shall we say. You know, the norm is you maybe get a bit of one scene with a cheesy voiceover and the book cover, and that’s it. But I think we had to do something like 52 separate shots, locking together dozens of scenes. It wouldn’t have taken a lot more effort to actually film the damn thing – a fifteen minute short, some really nasty crime fiction.

Lastly, when can we expect to see you back in Australia?
I have no idea. As I said, I would love to come back – one of my favourite places I’ve ever visited. I think it’s going to be one of those cases where HarperCollins will look at how many books get sold, and if it gets to a certain number they will send me back. So everybody has to buy more books!

Thank you very much, Stuart, for taking time out of your busy schedule for this interview. Great to talk to you again.

Stuart MacBride is also the Programming Head Chair for this year’s Theakstons Old Peculiar Crime Writing Festival (22-25 July, Harrogate).


Interview by Craig Bezant

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Review: Daybreakers



After its theatrical release, there has already been a lot of talk and reviews of Daybreakers, the second full-length outing by Australia’s Spierig Brothers, who were behind the 2003 semi-cult Zombie extravaganza Undead. So I won’t bore you with many particulars.

It’s 2019, and the script has broken the genre stereotypes by granting us a vision of vampires that has seldom been visited before: they govern the world, and a massive corporation has seen fit to round up the last of the human race for consumption lest the population succumb to extinction. This in itself is fascinating and holds a mirror up to our own world to promote endless discussion. The sphere has been flipped but is ultimately the same: blood is merely a metaphor for resources like food and oil. A veritable hornets nest of ethical and moral questions then present themselves ... as those that are left try to find a substitute or cure for the life-force of survival.

Edward Dalton (Ethan Hawke) is one such individual, a hematologist working for a pharmaceutical company. His allegiance to his kindred race is waning … fuelled by slowly-eradicating memories and the farming of the race he once belonged to (think of a Matrix-like landscape of human production lines). Impeding the work is another addition to vampire society: a ghastly sub-species that has succumbed to blood malnourishment and is living in the squalid depths of depravity, feasting on anything and severely deformed.  

Daybreakers is like an American and Australian hybrid of a movie, and at the beginning, this can be grating. Obvious Australian back-drops, accents, and actors have been merged with American enterprise and this comes off cheap. Initially, the dialogue is awkward and juvenile (and somewhat embarrassing), but as our story chugs along, the lines are blurred, a stride is found, and everything becomes one. Visually, the concepts that come to life are spectacular, and I can only fantasise about how fun it was for the story-board artists and imaginers. The Sun, in particular, is mined like a character itself, and I was happily reminded of some of the awesome planetary sequences in Pitch Black (another one filmed in Australia), whereby we are granted a feast for the senses. Dark and gothic, the cities are transformed into a cimmerian wonderland of black elegance. Let’s be honest, the vampires here just look cool. And seeing an entire population of transformed eyes will appeal to any purveyor of the macabre. There is also a disquieting element, and the images associated with the holocaust are palpable.

Like other films of this stripe, there is an uprising of the repressed (in this case the humans, led by Willem Dafoe). Having an established acting cartel does bring the film to greater heights, and I have a feeling it would be much impoverished without Ethan Hawke’s sympathetic performance. There will also be many discussions about the type of vampire presented, for traditional dispatching methods are not brought into effect until the end.

Ultimately, I enjoyed my time with Daybreakers. Let’s hope this is just the beginning of a long road the brothers have in store for us …

It is out now on DVD. 

Friday, June 18, 2010

Review: On Spec #78 - Fall 2009

The theme of the fall 2009 issue of On Spec seems to be family. Stories touch on the various permutations of parent-child- sibling relationships. From the Sea by Brent Knowles examines the regrets of a father whose son has learnt all the wrong lessons from him. It throws mermaids and strange puritan women into an intriguing mix.

Joanna M. Weston's Every Witch Way looks at broken families and the limits of witchcraft. It has a nice set up but the ending didn't quite work for me. Favourite is a disturbing little piece about a mother struggling to keep her family together in unusual circumstances. Wooden stakes feature quite prominently. Julia by Erin Thomas is a heartbreaking look at the choice a mother has to make when one of her children falls ill. No, it's not soap opera territory, but a smart little dystopian yarn.

The pick of a strong bunch is the final story, Wrenning Day. It's the most atypical story here in that it bucks the familial theme and opts for a crow's point of view of plague and apocalypse. At first I thought it was going to be too contrived to enjoy but I found myself pulled into a literal bird's eye view of a world falling apart. Andrew Bryant will make you believe that a crow can read Marx.
This is another strong collection of stories, poems and interviews (including an interesting piece on the cover artist, Cristy Road) from the wonderfully named Copper Pig Writer's Society. Their website can be found right here

Book review: Dracula the Un-Dead


Dacre Stoker and Ian Holt, Penguin, 2009

Dracula the Undead is the official sequel to Bram Stoker’s classic 1897 novel.
Written by Stoker’s great-grandnephew Dacre and screenwriter Ian Holt and set 25 years after the original, it tells the story of Jonathan Harker’s son Quincey, an amateur actor who is pursued by a dark and murderous force during a troubled staged production of Dracula – a production based on the events of his family’s past. It is based on the original abandoned plot lines, back stores and character notes of Stoker’s infamous novel.

Why? Is the first question that comes to mind when approaching the sequel to Stokers infamous vampire novel. Why did the Stoker’s decide to publish a sequel from Bram’s notes 112 years after the original novel? Is it a literary stance to wrest the mantle of the vampire back from the angst-ridden teen vamps of the Twilight films? Is it a chance to reintroduce a classic character back into the modern market, or is the family simply sinking its teeth into the vampire cash cow?

Whatever the reason for its conception, Dracula the Undead is a surprisingly good read. A fast paced and often graphic horror novel, the Undead proves itself to be a worthy addition to the Stoker mythology, providing that you keep comparisons to the original to a minimum.

The Undead reacquaints us with the main characters from the original book twenty five years after the Harker’s battle with Dracula. The years have not been kind to the family, Jonathan and Mina marriage is broken and the pair live in constant fear of the vampire’s promise to seek revenge. Van Helsing, the bold and fearless vampire hunter is old and frail, and Dr Jack Seward is suffering from years of morphine addiction. Only the family’s son Quincey, who has been sheltered from the past, is able to lead any semblance of a normal life.
But when the aspiring actor joins the cast of a troubled theatre production of Dracula – a play unknowingly written about his family’s past – the horrors of the vampire are unleashed onto him.

While based on his notes, the Undead is clearly separate to one of Bram’s works. Although set in 1912, the plot is quicker and the prose more streamlined, yet less elegant, than the original. The violence is more graphic and tailored to a modern audience.

Yet there is something satisfying about revisiting the classic vampire tale and its world. It represents a simpler, darker time when the rules of the vampire – and how to kill it - were fresh and clear. We are satisfied with the clear battle lines (vampire bad/human good) and the now clichés of stakes, mirrors, silver crosses and holy water.

Dracula the Undead cannot replace the allure of Bram’s original classic, but it doesn’t try to. Instead, it’s a worthy expansion of the universe so many of us have come to admire.

Review: 23 Hours by David Wellington


Laura Caxton returns in the fourth instalment of David Wellington’s delightfully graphic vampire series.

’23 Hours’ (2010, Allen & Unwin) follows on from the events in the previous novel, ‘Vampire Zero’. The head vampire, Justinia Malvern, creator of the minions Laura has slain over three novels, is still at large. Laura cannot hunt her down because she has been imprisoned for kidnapping and torturing a human helper of Malvern’s. As an ex-cop, life inside Marcy State Correctional Institution doesn’t get off to a good start. Instantly making a powerful enemy, Laura is placed in confinement (SHU), sharing a room with a bipolar celly, Gert. On the outside, Laura’s girlfriend, Clara, is having a difficult time, too. Taking Laura’s hunting duties, she is struggling to catch Malvern, who is leaving an increasingly erratic, careless trail of victims.

When Clara visits Laura, the storylines inevitably meet. Malvern has been patiently waiting for her revenge on the woman who won’t let her rest. The vampire has bribed key members of the prison’s staff, and before you know it there are a scourge of half-deads killing and corralling everyone on their way to Laura in SHU. Laura cannot simply escape SHU and the prison grounds – Malvern has captured Clara, and has given Laura 23 hours to either join her as a vampire or die. Mayhem thus ensues.

Wellington’s novel is a fast-paced novel, part horror, part thriller. Take it as that and you will have one hell of an enjoyable read. There are the inevitable situations Laura encounters that an average human would die from, but where is the fun in that? (It is very interesting to see the growth in Laura from jittery cop to tough-ass hunter.) Just go along with the ride, keep flipping through the short chapters, and you won’t be disappointed, especially with the Saw-style twist ending. Wellington’s vampire novels are deservingly successful because they twist the old legends of vampires – as blood-thirsty, shark-toothed creatures who rip their victims apart and devour their blood. This isn’t a romantic, Twilight angle, and I am bloody thankful for that.

The only criticism I can think of, which recurs in all Caxton novels, is that sometimes there is a repetition of character backgrounds, thoughts, or location descriptions where the repetition is unnecessary. I do not know if this is because these novels were first written as chapter serials (on Wellington’s website, although perhaps only the first instalment was serialised?) and so certain details had to be reinforced, or if this is just a device to pause the break-neck pace for short breaths. Regardless, you will barely notice – you’ll be too busy cringing as you imagine a half-dead lurking in the shadows beyond your reading light.

Review by Craig Bezant

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Review: Death Most Definite

Death Most Definite
(Death Works #1)
by Trent Jamieson

Date Published: Aug 2010
Publisher: Orbit
ISBN: 978 0 7336 2483 4
Format: A
Pages: 374
RRP: $19.99

Reviewed by Chuck McKenzie

In a world very much like our own...

Steve de Selby is Psychopomp, employed by Mortmax to facilitate the transition of the newly-dead from our earthly plane to the Great Tree of the beyond. It's an OK job. But today is a particularly bad day for Steve; someone is killing off Pomps right across Australia, zombie-like entities are taking control of the bodies of the dead, and the only things keeping Steve alive are the machinations o a hot, dead girl and a rapidly-dwindling pool of trusted friends and colleagues. If Steve is to survive, he needs to make a stand against the enemy. But who - or what - is behind what appears to be the most deadly corporate coup in history: the takeover of Death itself?

Death Most Definite ('a Deathworks Novel') is a magnificent work that will undoubtedly appeal to all fans of darker fiction, whether their preferred subgenre be horror, paranormal romance, dark fantasy, crime, or even action/thriller. The fascinating central premise of Death as a corporate interest is handled in a serious and frighteningly credible manner, allowing for some engrossing and inventive world-building on the author's part; the twist-laden plot belts along at breathtaking pace from page one ('unputdownable' is a fair description); the characters are engaging and realistic, and readers will effortlessly identify with the wonderfully flawed first-person everyman narrator.


Death Most Definite is as close to being the perfect Dark Genre Novel as I've ever had the pleasure to read, and I confidently predict that Trent Jamieson will deservedly be Australia's next big genre export.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Review: Angels’ Blood by Nalini Singh

Angels’ Blood is the first book in Nalini Singh’s paranormal romance Guild Hunter series.

Amongst the reams of paranormal fiction currently published, this series stands out due to its refreshing and novel world. The vampires and angels are familiar paranormal creatures, but Singh has given them a different twist. Archangels, the oldest and most powerful of the angels, rule the world, each governing their own territory. It is the angels who turn humans into vampires, but for a price – a year of servitude. Not every vampire honours this contract; those that go rogue are tracked and captured by vampire hunters.

Elena Deveraux is one such hunter, but one with an uncommon skill: she can track vampires by scent. Tough and sassy, she is confident in her profession until she is called upon to work for the archangel Raphael. Not only does she have to deal with her own attraction to Raphael and his determination to use her as he wishes, but he also asks her to hunt a dangerous target: a rogue archangel.

The book is concerned almost equally with the romance between Elena and Raphael and Elena’s hunt. Both unfold at a good pace, and both are used well to reveal the world. The romantic storyline does, at times, feel predictable and even somewhat forced – in particular the attraction between Elena and Raphael seems to come out of nowhere. However, this is a relatively minor quibble – there is definite chemistry between the two, and their banter alone is worth the read.

This is the first in a series, and it really feels like it – the plotlines act very much to open up the world to the reader and set the stage for further books. However, the main plotline is wrapped up well enough to give a satisfactory ending. Indeed, the ending itself is worth the read – and it will leave you searching for the second book.

Singh has created something new in the paranormal genre. If you’re a fan of paranormals or urban fantasy with a good dash of romance and steamy angels, this is your series.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

News: Changes to HorrorScope

HorrorScope is expanding and changing for the better! Aside from a site facelift, we've opened the door to advertisers who want to reach Australian horror fans with relevant products and services. Revenue from advertising will offset the increasing burden of posting/forwarding review material onto our team of reviewers and help keep the site alive for many years to come.

With a mountain of review material to cover, we'll also be calling for extra reviewers soon. Keep an eye out for an announcement on this in the next few weeks.

Most importantly, HorrorScope will have its own domain name! Bookmark www.horrorscope.com.au now - the change will take place within the next 48 hours! While the old URL (http://ozhorrorscope.blogspot.com) will redirect to the new address, it may not be a seamless process, so update your bookmarks now.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Review: Carriers


A unique apocalypse has devastated the world, and brothers Brain and Danny are on a pilgrimage across the country to their childhood haunt … a holiday house on the ocean where perhaps they can weather the storm of an airborne virus that infects its human hosts with ultimate death. Tagging along with the brothers are Brian’s girlfriend Bobby and their friend Kate. When encountering a father and his infected daughter who have run out of gas in the middle of nowhere, their trip takes a detour where they will discover they have more to fear from each other than a lethal virus.

From the out-set, we are only given cursory hints as to what the world (and our individuals) have been dealt – and this works. The mystery could entail many things on the menu: most notably zombies, but it manages to avoid the old tropes and goes straight for the heart. I use the word ‘unique’ as this is a film that has taken a different route from others in the genre. Sure, there are shades of many of its predecessors. Most notably movies like 28 Days Later, and literature like The Stand and Night Surf. But Carriers is infused with a domestic human element that makes it worthy of distinctive praise. Throughout, we are treated to some genuinely disturbing moments as our characters try to deal with the illness - like the dilemma that is so pertinent to Zombie films: after infection occurs the pretence goes on that they are not infected … and should they divulge that they are? It’s designed in a way to make the viewer feel contaminated, and more than once I found myself wiping a hand on my sleeve. It does lack gore and action, but the real violence boils down to the callous lengths people will go to when their own survival is questioned.  

Someone pointed out recently that the current crop of horror movies being released to DVD is in a downward spiral. They may be right, but every so often a film like Carriers comes along and stems the flow.

It is out now on DVD. 

Review: Matthew Tait

Friday, June 11, 2010

Review: Vampire Girl vs Frankenstein Girl

Dir. Yoshihiro Nishimura and Naoyuki Tomomatsu (2009)


Let's get one thing straight from the outset. This film is Japanese, it's co-directed by Yoshihiro Nishimura who brought us Tokyo Gore Police and it has that title. Don't come crying to me if you're expecting complex character development and subtly nuanced plotting.


Monami (Yukie Kawamura) has recently transferred to an inner-city Tokyo high school. She falls for the class hunk, Jyugon (Takumi Saito), but unfortunately for all concerned, he is also the love interest of Keiko (Eri Otoguro). As is traditional in Japan, Monami gives Jyugon a Valentine's Day chocolate. What's not so traditional is that instead of having a nice caramel centre, it's filled with her blood. Oh, and she's a vampire to boot. Which now means he's a vampire too.


The course of true love never runs smoothly in these movies of course. It would spoil your enjoyment to go into subsequent plot developments too much. Suffice to say, Keiko is transformed into the titular Frankenstein Girl by her father, played with demented glee by Kanji Tsuda. Not only is he vice-principal, he moonlights as a kabukiesque mad scientist, attempting to resurrect the dead. The two girls face off in an over-the-top finale on Tokyo Tower. And there's blood. Lots and lots of blood.


The whole cast roll up their sleeves and get into the spirit of the mayhem. Saito makes for an appealing leading man; a little bland but likeable. Kawamura and Otoguro are feisty and hissable respectively. The supporting cast are fine too. Eihi Shiina (from Tokyo Gore Police and Audition) appears in flashback as Monami's mother. The janitor's name is Igor. What's not to like? There are a couple of inspired touches. As Jyugon is infected by Monami's blood, he begins to see other people as walking circulatory systems, like those diagrams seen in anatomy books. And Monami's blood proves to have a life of its own when a drop is spilt on the school clinic floor.


The humour is broad but suits the tone of the film as a whole. Students of Japanese subcultures may find the depiction of ganguro girls and wrist cutters ("I will be the Christ of the wrist-cutting world!") interesting. But it's not for the sensitive or the easily offended. I didn't find the ideas as interesting as Tokyo Gore Police but otherwise, it's mindless fun that won't linger in your memory too long. And did I mention there was blood? Lots of blood.


Released in Australia through Madman Entertainment/Eastern Eye.

Sunday, June 06, 2010

Review: A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010)

A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010) – Dir Samuel Bayer. Starring Jackie Earle Haley, Kyle Gallner, Rooney Mara, Katie Cassidy.

Reviewed by Troy King

Freddy’s back! In a remake of the classic, a new take on the franchise was always going to be a hard sell. From the same production company Platinum Dunes that had a hit with the Texas Chainsaw remake and a miss with the Friday the 13th reimagining, how will they fair with the revamped Elm Street?

You don’t need to be told, you know the story. It’s about a guy who kills you in your dreams. Anyone reading this knows the mythology of Freddy Krueger. What you should know about this new film is that it doesn’t duplicate the original’s script. The basic premise is there and some of the iconic scenes and lines are reminisced, but in this remake the origins of Freddy are investigated more than ever. Unlike most genre movies it does have a story and the horror is built around it. The new breed of tortured teens want to find out why Freddy is stalking their resting hours while doing their best to stay awake. But their avid attempt at insomnia provides them with micro-naps; where they briefly snooze off without even realising it. This provides a high number of nightmares happening without ever producing a standout one. With so much dreaming there is almost a scare every minute. Too many are the clichéd red herrings designed to keep you on your toes but just end up being annoying.

A new rough and violent Freddy is introduced, with fresh make-up that is perhaps more realistic than the usual stylised look of old, although does have a CGI element to it which distracts to an extent. And new Freddy, played by Jackie Earle Haley, has added an original signature glove move; an almost nervous anticipation, sharpening-of-the-blades twitch. He’s not cracking jokes this time round.

Overall, the film starts out strong then falls slightly in the second half with a weak finale. The characters are likable but not memorable. It was always going to be a hard sell when you have the iconic original to compare to but on the whole it’s not a terrible film. It keeps the franchise alive and maybe that’s enough.

Review: Theatre of Blood

Theatre of Blood
Friday May 21
Newtown Theatre

There are three theatres in King Street, but the street itself feels like a performance space. I jostle past fabulous cafe-going ladies kissing the air. I slip the chain gang of punters awaiting entry to The Town Hall Hotel. A rockabilly band unload road cases out of a car of dubious registration. A slim girl in high heels and a coat too short for the rainy night, gets clipped by a taxi. Her hands splay against the bonnet of the cab, as though she could have stopped it. She limps to the curb, and leans against a wall, and wipes tears from her eyes. It's easy to get distracted here. I have to double back and scan the buildings carefully before I find the Newtown Theatre. I’m hunting down an underground performance that not even the army of Sydney Goths seem switched on to yet. Theatre of Blood – horror in the tradition of the Grand Guignol.

The gore-mongers have taken over the foyer of the theatre, where they would normally catch an audience milling to the bar after a program of Short and Sweet plays. There is a small stage, with a neutral set of grey panels. Tonight the macabre troupe are the only performers on the bill, and the audience is strictly here for the gore fest. I slip into a seat between horror authors David Carroll and Evan Paliatseas – feeling more like a horror socialite, than a horror writer. A recording of plush pipe organ accompanies the entrance of the Reverend Doctor Gregory Mortis, our M.C. for the evening. He welcomes us to “a steaming quagmire of evil from which there is no escape.”

The program of three short plays opens with Edgar Allan Poe’s The Tell-Tale Heart, adapted for the stage by Steven Hopley and directed by Masie Dubosarsky. The SFX begins – boom-boom, boom-boom, boom-boom. We witness a porntastic grunting murder. A mobile phone chimes for an sms in the audience as the blood geyser spurts. It's a cartoonish depection of gore. The audience fidget and laugh. Disbelief remains suspended. But theatre is a spooky space, and as the detectives rattle the murderer’s nerves, you can feel the audience shift forward, to the edge of their seats. An otherwise straight interpretation of this classic tale, we get the twist of the dripping heart being hauled out from a dusty upright piano, and the nasty dissonance of the lid slamming and strings thrumming. A well realized performance, with the only real let-down being the lack of dynamics applied to the beating heart sound effect, and some application of reverb to the dry sound to create an impression of space.

Chocolate Curses is the one originally commissioned play for this season. This play is directed by Steven Hopley, and written by Kyla Ward. The Reverend Doctor Gregory Mortis regales us with a choccy introduction: “a glorified spice… with a history of filthy pagan sex rituals.” The play opens with B&D shenanigans, a trussed-up partially nude Theo Bromine (Richard Carwin) bucking against his restraints as ingénue Sacha taunts him to ever more frantic vocalizations. From food-porn, to murder. We follow Detective Conch (Craig Walker) to ‘Sweet Temptations’, and meet a chocolatier with a sinister repertoire of confectionery. Gatea Criollo (Kyla Ward) is positively arch as the villain, and makes wonderfully irreverent use of a man in a diabetic coma (Charles Freyberg) as an improvised chair. Gory effects in this play are mostly focused on vomiting, of which we see a lot. An extremely funny play, with hilarious science fiction effects employed for the mesmerizing Diablo Amoroso chocolate. The audience space is included in the action, and a prolonged death by gunshot wound ends with Sacha (Heidi Lupprian) staggering into the audience and dying in Evan Paliatseas' lap. (Only a privileged few get to see him gently pat her head, and say, “There. There.”)

The final play is The Torture Garden by Pierre Chaine and Andre de Lorde, which is based on a novel by Octave Mirbeau. The play is set on a cruise liner, and in Shanghai in the 1920s (although the earlier politics of the 1890s that informed the novel still have a strong bearing). A tale of espionage, and sadism, we watch the corruption of a once loyal soldier John Marshall (Richard Carwin) by the cruel siren Clara Watson (Alison Meredith). As he follows her into a world of stylized torture, the political web tightens around the doomed lovers, and the voyeur becomes the victim. A really compelling piece of writing, and a truly weird piece of theatre. The violence is depicted extremely well, and the stripping and flaying of the young prostitute Ti-Bah (Heidi Lupprian) is very disturbing and realistic. Latex and lighting are forgotten. The punters cringe.

The previous week saw four people run from the theatre because the performance was too extreme. In this reviewers book, high praise indeed.

Review by Talie Helene.

Theatre of Blood present regular seasons of horror theatre in the tradition of the Grand Guignol. Visit www.thetheatreofblood.com for the latest program and to make bookings.

Friday, June 04, 2010

News: Dark Prints Press launched

An Eclectic Slice of LifeDark Prints Press is a brand new Australian independent publisher that aims to publish works of dark fiction (encompassing crime, thriller, horror, dark fantasy, and dark comedy). Its initial focus is on the adult market, with the desire to also venture into the young adult market in the future.

The small press is a partnership between West Australians Avril and Craig Bezant, who aim to provide another, much-needed avenue for a range of printed fiction, including short story collections, novellas, and novels. Their publications will range from lavish trade paperback editions to small, pulpy works, depending on the relevance to the story and its genre. Digital publications (e-books) of the publisher's list are forecasted in the future.

The first publication for Dark Prints Press will be an anthology of the best stories from the online magazine Eclecticism, an e-zine that has been shortlisted for two awards, is archived in the National Library of Australia, and has established a dedicated readership and subscription list over the past three years. The anthology is titled An Eclectic Slice of Life, available for pre-order from 06/06/2010 via the website. Further information about this Australian small press can be found at www.darkprintspress.com.au


Source: Dark Prints Press

Thursday, June 03, 2010

Book Review: The Passage

Justin Cronin, 2010, Hachette Australia

It happened fast. Thirty-two minutes for one world to die, another to be born.

A breach at a top-secret lab, where experiments into human longevity have spawned something monstrous. Cities fall. Civilisation crumbles. Ninety years on, a single, isolated colony of survivors relies upon pre-fall technology and rigid discipline to keep the bloodsucking Virals at bay. But the lights - and social order - are failing. Soon, the only hope for the continued survival of the human race may lie in the hands of a band of renegades, and in the powers of a mysterious little girl who may be far older than anyone suspects...

There's a massive amount of hype currently surrounding Justin Cronin's debut novel, The Passage; a 790-page apocalyptic epic, being loudly touted worldwide as the new The Stand, with movie rights purportedly already picked up by Ridley Scott, and another two sequels planned. With interest in apocalyptic fiction currently at an all-time high, it seems likely that this book will be a huge success.

It's a major bonus for readers, then, that The Passage is actually a Damned Good Novel; beautifully and emotionally written, engrossingly plotted, fast-paced, and featuring characters the reader will deeply empathise (if not always sympathise) with. Just don't get too attached to anyone, is my advice.

Having said that, it must also be said that The Passage offers little that genre fans haven't seen before; many, if not most, of the themes and plot points closely resemble those from specific earlier classics such as I Am Legend, The Stand, Earth Abides, 28 Days Later, and so on. This is not necessarily a criticism, as the strength of Cronin's prose and plotting gives his take on the apocalypse a remarkably fresh sheen; it does, however, highlight a growing trend in 'big release' genre novels being pitched to a 'mainstream' readership, largely ignorant of That Which Has Come Before, for better or worse.

But I digress. The Passage is a brilliant, if not entirely perfect, novel, and definitely worth the investment of time it will take the average person to read it. Prepare for the oncoming media frenzy, as The Passage arrives in bookstores everywhere this July.

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Book Review: Spree Killers

Nigel Cawthorne, 2009, Wakefield Press


Massacres perpetrated by gunmen are frustrating. A large number of people are killed and then more often than not it seems, the killer turns the weapon on himself. Police, victims' families and the public are left to sort through the detritus of often pathetic lives to try to glean some motive or meaning from apparently senseless acts. Diaries, testimony of friends or colleagues and these days, You-tube clips and video footage are all that remain as we struggle to come to terms with such heinous acts.


Spree Killers attempts to catalogue, in a roughly thematic way, the history of spree killings. The author casts his net wide in both time and space. He travels back as far as the time of Genghis Khan but this is essentially a story of the twentieth and early twenty-first centuries. Cawthorne, an author or around eighty books, covers his subject professionally and in a sparse, non-showy style that eschews the tabloid style of many true crime books. He is laudable in his determination to make this as much a memorial for the victims as the killers and his naming of the former personalises their stories while ramping up (if such a thing was necessary) the horror of the situation.


He alludes to the effect that such crimes have had on popular culture. The Starkweather/Fugate murders in 1950s Nebraska resulted in not only a series of horrific deaths, but a number of films including Terence Malick's Badlands and was quite possibly an inspiration for Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. The actions of Brenda Spencer, a sixteen-year-old student who shot and killed two people and wounded nine, led to Bob Geldof's writing I Don't Like Mondays.


Trying to find a common element is difficult. Many, but not all, of the killers are men. Many, but not all, of these crimes take place in the U.S.A. Many, but not all, of the perpetrators are socially inept. In his epilogue, Cawthorne suggest his book might help illuminate the motives behind such actions. He doesn't really succeed in the end but that's probably through no fault of his own. In one way, it's a difficult book to recommend. The cumulative effect of reading it is a mixture of anger, depression and confusion. But if you're interested in the true crime genre, give it a go. In a field that attracts a lot of lurid, sensationalist writing, this one is a cut above. Just don't expect a whole lot of laughs.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Review: Lake Mungo

Dir. Joel Anderson, 2008, Arclight Films

In 2005, the tragic death of 15-year old Alice Palmer began a series of supernatural events that would haunt her grieving family. This is the true story of those events.

Presented as a highly-polished 'documentary' in the vein of ABC TV's Australian Story, Lake Mungo is perhaps one of the most engaging and genuinely creepy movies I've ever had the pleasure to watch. The cast performances (which mostly take the form of interviews for the supposed documentary-maker) are all magnificent - thoroughly realistic, with often deadpan recounting of events adding to the overall atmosphere of dread; the deceptively rambling nature of the plot (which - be warned - offers few actual answers or resolutions, in keeping with the conceit of this being a true story) hides more twists and discomforts than the average Hollywood thriller; and the use of visuals and sound to illustrate and punctuate the narrative is inspired, not to mention extremely unsettling at times.

In short, Lake Mungo is an absolute gem; and, being a tale as much about loss, healing, and the vagueries of human nature as it is about the supernatural (or is it?), is a movie that should be seen by all. A brilliant and disturbing Australian film, available now to rent or buy on DVD.