Imagine reading about demons at 2 a.m. in the morning.
You're alone at your bedroom. The night is eerily silent... and your cat makes noise all of a sudden just to keep you at the edge.
That wasn't enough to scare me. Although "The Demonologist" is not a bad read, it was delivered in a way that just failed to speak to me in a deeper level.
It was like a wrong book at the wrong time.
Wrong book for the weird sensorial parts (a place "smelled like past"
), the proverbial articulations with abstractions that lacked some bite ("a mind is your own place"
... or something like that) and the under use of physical descriptions of the demons involved. Besides, it was telly for a genre so visceral like horror. Not exactly bad, just not my taste.
And I just discovered I don't mind that much about Christian mythology. Even though the Miltonian vision of Satan was complex and very, very interesting. Definitely not what we learn about the devil at church school.
Nonetheless, some passages can turn credulous religious into paranoids. And the Brazilian edition was beautiful:The binding emulated an old book.Creepy.
Imagine seeing this after a violent cliff hanger.
And this demon lounging just before the last page!
Nice job, Darkside books.