A mesmerizing new story from the master of supernatural horror - Ruth Cutter juggles family life with her career as a top arson investigator, but a series of horrific fires leaves her baffled. The victims seem to have nothing in common except the unnatural intensity of the fire that engulfed them... and the creepy kid who haunts each crime scene. But these are no ordinary fires. Can Ruth overcome her scepticism in time to save her family and avert the coming apocalypse?
Please note: This audiobook contains explicit language
A sequence of inexplicable fires leaves arson specialist Ruth Cutter baffled. There's nothing linking them except for the appearance of a strange, disturbing young boy at every crime scene. Who - or what - is he? Graham Masterton creates a disturbing narrative full of creepy and gruesome details, but Fire Spirit becomes truly unsettling with Stephanie Cannon's brilliant and eerie performance. Cannon affects a calm and placid tone, almost detached in a ghostly way that only increases in terror as Ruth, confronting an otherworldly presence she doesn't believe in, tries to solve these crimes and save her family's life.
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Not worth your credit
Masterton's older novels are quality hardcore horror. They exude evil and I can sympathise with one reviewer's mother who did not want Masterton's book near her Bible.
In the 1980's, horror went splatter, with blood and guts flying and people being ripped to pieces. Importantly though, the novels and films still remembered from this era, are those that managed to combine splatter with a good sense of human nature/empathy and a great story line. Clive Barker comes to mind, as does several of Masterton's works. Masterton is particularly brilliant in weaving a sense of normalcy and decent human relationships, which makes the brutal horror stand out much more effectively and punch the reader in her/his guts.
BUT Masterton's recent work has dropped the good stories and the empathy. What now remains is brutality and gore. In this book, the horror centres on the rape and degradation of innocent women. That MIGHT work if was part of a really good and empathic story. Instead, I got the feeling that Masterton's story was merely some excuse for being able to describe drawn-out and senseless rape scenes. As those scenes have no logic to them and as you never come to know the victims, the scenes are not horrific, but simply offensive. And repetitive. The book falls flat.
If you can appreciate quality splatter horror, do read Masterton's early works. Don't waste your credits on this.
- Andreas Henriksson