- 出版社: Eio Books (2011年4月25日)
- 平装: 254页
- 语种： 英语
- ISBN: 0975925512
- 条形码: 9780975925515
- 商品尺寸: 15.2 x 1.5 x 22.9 cm
- 商品重量: 345 g
- ASIN: 0975925512
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Houdini Heart (英语) 平装 – 2011年4月25日
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HOUDINI HEART harkens back to the masters of suspenseful supernatural horror: Poe, Lovecraft, Shirley Jackson, but speaks with a wholly fresh voice. Once caught in its pages, there's no escaping Longfellow's terrible tale. Weeks ago, she was one of Hollywood's biggest writers, wed to one of its greatest stars. The doting mother of their golden child. But now? She's alone, tortured by a horrifying secret no woman could bear. Pursued by those she can't outrun, anguished by a guilt she can't endure, and driven close to madness, she flees to the one place she's ever called home: a small town in Vermont where River House still stands. To a child, the splendid hotel was mysterious and magical and all its glamorous guests knew delicious secrets. Cocooned in its walls, she will write one last book. Her atonement? Or her suicide note? But life is never as you dream it, and River House isn't what she'd always imagined it was. Intense, literary, and harrowing, Houdini Heart is a tale of bone-chilling horror, emotional torment, and psychological terror. Gripped by River House, trapped in an aging hotel of mirrors only Houdini could escape, how much can haunt a mind before it too is only a thing once imagined? "A haunting and disturbing journey through the psyche."-Erika Mailman, Author of "The Witch's Trinity"
The author's voice is a creepy,dry,rustling one,echoing with nostalgia from the past,quietly.grimly taking you on a tour of madness.
Houdini Heart is one of the best horror stories you will read.
These techniques, badly handled, jut out of the work at odd angles, never quite cohering into a coherent vision. In their fragmentation, they do not interact as related, messy pieces that organically shape an arc that is more than the sum of its discrete parts - worse, they interfere with each other.
Ugh - so many awful things about this "book", but the worst of all is the message:
"Real Artists" are those who live on the edge of madness, on the outskirts of "normality", those who are driven to create out of a passion to escape the boundaries of the conventional, "real world", those who self-destruct in their pursuit of their art, those who abuse and neglect their loved ones in egotistical self-absorption...
Longfellow's world is such a shallow, hollow one- one in which fame is a measure of one's artistry, in which drink is a solution to problems, in which people are driven mad by the natural consequences of their thoughtless actions, and do not learn anything about how to shape themselves into better people along the way, in which suicide is an expected form of ultimate denial, in which egotistical characters love to wallow in self pity and helplessness, in which damaged people damage each other and the world around them while not growing one single bit in the process.
No wonder, with this outlook, that Longfellow sounds so inauthentic, confused, and like she is trying so hard to write a story worth of Shirley Jackson (her apologetic tone, at not being good enough, strikes even more discordant tones, for indeed, the reader is led to admit to herself, Longfellow's drivel is bad mimicry at best)