The Unmentionables starts out as a slow burning coming of age story about the descendant of a carnie magician who lives in a magical dilapidated mansion with his morbidly obese mother and mentally stunted sister who feeds the raccoons that are tearing the house down around them. His life is a lovable mess. He has six bullies, one friend, and a crush on the one weird girl at school.
Honestly, I’m not a fan of coming of age stuff, but these characters were so unique and interesting, I could have read 300 pages of just that and been cool. But there’s more! A smoking crack in the earth is slowly augmenting the evil lurking in the heart of the townsfolk. The weirdness and brutality increase so slowly you hardly notice how crazy things are getting. And things get proper crazy.
Carbuncle’s style makes outlandish characters believable and the weirdest things seem normal. I really want to go into detail, but I don’t want to spoil anything. It’s so much better if you don’t know what you’re in for.
This may be his best book yet. I love all his books, but this one was so fun and executed so well it’s hard to believe it’s an indie. It’s two dollars. Buy it. Read it. Go see the movie. Whine about how much Kevin Smith left out of the adaptation. Do the whole thing. You won’t regret it.
Take an old coming-of-age movie where the nerdy kid has to overcome a bully, crank the brutality up slowly until high as it will go and then stir in a bucket of personality, a dash of Lovecraft, and garnish with an army of zombie raccoons.