William M. Valtos, Resurrection (St. Martin’s Press, 1988)
[originally posted 19Feb2002]
Late-eighties horror novels that faded quickly into obscurity seem to be becoming something of a specialty of mine these days; I’ve read more than I care to count in the past few months. I find that, in general, most of them had very good reasons for becoming obscure. Resurrection is no exception to that rule, but there’s something about it that sets it apart from your run-of-the-mill horror novel. There were some sparks of true potential running through here. If the reviews of Valtos’ most recent novel, The Authenticator, are anything to go by, it sounds like he’s realized that potential in later books. More power to him. If you’re a Valtos fan, this may well be worth picking up as a “where did they come from?” type book. If you haven’t yet been introduced to him, picking this up may, hopefully, make you want to grab the newer book (it did in my case).