![]() ![]() A literary blitzkrieg, if there was ever a term like that. Every single bit of this story just screams of Laymon’s creative release. In what is ( in this reader’s opinion) quite possibly the most violent novel this man ever released, One Rainy Night treats the reader to something that they’ve rarely seen from this author: Absolute chaos. A loving wife attacks her husband, bouncing the back of his head on the marble floor until it sounds like sloppy, wet meat. A soaking-wet queue of cinema-goers smashes it’s way inside the movie house to slice up the dry people within. A helpful stranger at a gas station shoves a petrol pump down a customer’s throat and squeezes the trigger. Warm, viscous and unnatural, it coats the inhabitants in an unending torrent - and turns them into crazy, hate-filled maniacs. The water drops like a shroud on the town of Bixby. This is Laymon at his most violent and chaotic, of that you can be sure. The gore is non-stop, visceral, and completely unapologetic, and leaves the reader with absolutely no room to breathe. From start to finish, this novel reads like a mass murdering psychopath’s wettest dream. ![]() ![]() One Rainy Night is one-hundred percent balls-out brutal. ![]()
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