If there's one thing I can't stand its missing a bandwagon. Shackleford is great and his re-emergence into the pulp horror limelight is long overdue. Great work Sev ! - I have Jack's THE STRICKLAND DEMON from CORGI on my pile to be read - I think there are some posts in LATEST FINDS with scans around here. Heres a direct link to curts review of Tanith on Groovy Age Of Horror Tell me there's some hot hostile pub action in there and it could even knock William Johnston's novelisation of Asylum off the #1 spot. Great review Sev - this has gone from nowhere to top five on my wants list. If only Hammer had stilll been around to make a film of this!! Admittedly there are a couple of occasions when Shackleford overdoes the magic rituals, but that's a minor quibble in an otherwise tasty little read.
This is a bloody excellent read, full of the things that go into making a great, trashy piece of fiction. Now there is one last chance to halt the disease, when Tanith finds Virginia Lane, recently moved to the area, whose writer husband seems to have mysteriously vanished. Three years ago a rite was performed but the woman, who the Rowans had manipulated and controlled, screamed at the wrong moment and was killed. A hellish bargain is struck, and in exchange for a willing woman who they can impregnate to further their dying race, they will cure Tanith.
Selwyn has discovered that the wildmen of the woods actually exist, know of a cure, and so he subjugates them with Tanith as their mistress. I don't want to give too much of the plot away here, as it does twist and turn wildly on occasion, but the main thrust is the manipulation of Virginia Lane by Tanith and Selwyn Rowan, a pair of witches carrying out a macabre plan to save Tanith's life from encroaching cancer. Not sure about the tennis part, personally, but the rest enable him to concoct this superb exploitative piece, with lashings of female nudity, macabre rites in the woods and demonic wood-woses (the hairy wildmen of the woods, the sasquatch equivalent in Northern Europe) The bio about him claims that he is a practising witch and his interests are sex, drink, tennis and writing. Shackleford - Tanith - Corgi, 1977.Ĭan't get my printer to scan this for some reason, but it's on another thread here somewhere - the cover of a naked woman riding a winged goat with death sitting behind her implies a cracking good novel - and thankfully Shackleford delivers.
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