Shouting Does Not Befit a Man by Patryk Bogusz and Marcin Piotrowski

      I’m not going to lie, I had a hard time writing a review for this book. It got to me. I’ve certainly read extreme horror before, but nothing this descriptive and engaging.

     You follow an extreme horror writer as he encounters his biggest fan. She abducts him and drives him to his own secluded cabin, where she lives out her repulsive fantasies. I know, it starts out sounding a lot like a certain well-known Steven King book. But trust me, this isn’t that. She forces him to write with his penis glued to his abdomen. Do I need to say more? It all comes to a head when the reader finds out there is something worse than the big fan, and it's on its way to the cabin with two people in the trunk.  

     This book brings up questions of morality. It outright asks you, the reader, to think about whether or not an extreme horror author is responsible for what the words on the page do to the reader. And it asks you to think about how far removed the writer is from the story being created between the pages. In the case of this story, not far removed at all.  I’d say maybe one Kevin Bacon, at best.

    I read this and went into the other room and threw it in a bin. Two days later, I took it out and wrote this review. I regret nothing.  You should do the same.