At Jim Mcleod’s Ginger Nuts of Horror, I reviewed Sean McCloy’s Neon Phantoms:
“The novel begins and ends with Hal, a typical hapless Nowhere Man who manages The Overlook Video Store for Malcolm, the store’s endlessly grouchy (and hysterically funny) owner. Hal gets hold of an ultra-rare horror movie by the tragically-dead Italian director Giacomo Nero called The Jack-o-Lantern Man, and things begin to go off the rails from there.”
Would Siskel and Ebert give this novel two thumbs down (from the afterlife), or is it a cinematic, literary thrill ride? Click to find out!