To date I've read 1000 of his posts.
But he's surprised us of late by drawing upon his B grade bent in presenting some wonderful pulp fiction.
It's trashy as it comes. But surely fine writing.
I'm kinda coming into this review of his first book with a cheat card.
Chris has graciously let me read up till his third book which is due for completion any day now.
As Chris says, in his own words, " It ain't easy...can go a long time with nothing then all of a sudden a spurt.'
But when the spurts come, you better be at a safe distance.
Cum, piss, blood, you name it.
It is a horror genre, after all.
There's the mad scientist.
He's writing up a storm.
His writer's den is where he devours his prey.
Drawing heavily upon the Mad Scientist formula, Chris does one better than the traditional Frankenstein formulas.
Have you ever come across a polar bear that has freshly soiled underwear fetish?
I thought not.
Illustrated by the lovely team of publishers, a lot of work has gone into creating a totally unique atmosphere. It goes beyond the Amazon format.
There are lots of red hues: blood, whores, red light districts, or even assassins, are but just a few images conjured.
When I read about one of my creations making a Zisi novel, then I knew I'd arrived.
Live vicariously through the pages of this book.
It's not for the squeamish.
Hollywood needs to think less about their audience, and more about putting the fun back into film.
That's what Chris is doing.
This is his tribute to the brave B grade actors who actually do it to entertain. Fast cars, jets and fame, never come into it.
Read Chris' reviews and figure out that there will be a lot of waste of very pretty damsels in distress.
Though it's R rated and censored all over the place, this is material that any suspect serial killer shouldn't read.
It just might tip them over the edge.
I'm sure Chris wrote a disclaimer.
