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The Panda
Book of Horror
DECEMBER 2009
Mere days before
Christmas, a small parcel came through my letterbox, much to my
surprise, since Great Britain was under several inches of snow at the
time, and all trans-port
had seemingly stopped. Clearly, my postman knew the value of what he was
carrying, and had got up extra early to give himself time to wade through
the snow. For in that wee parcel was The Panda Book of Horror, the
second release from Obverse Books.
As with the first book, The Celestial Omnibus, the new Panda
Book of Horror
is a
collection
of new stories featuring Iris Wildthyme and her plush pal Panda. Unlike
the first book
though,
this has something of an overarching, albeit loose, theme: the
spine-chilling, blood-curdling terrors of the night, and suchlike. As
such, it delivers exactly what I had hoped to get from the second book -
silly, camp adventures with Iris, but with something more sinister to put
some meat on the bones.
The first thing to notice about the book is how utterly gorgeous it is. A
sleek black cover sporting an image of Panda, kitted out in a smoking
jacket, in front of a roaring fire. A bit more aesthetically pleasing than
the horrific images that the original Pan Books of Horror used, and
drawn by Paul Magrs himself, no less. Along with some great graphic design
from Cody Schell, this creates a fine-looking book.
The thirteen tales within each provide a pleasantly creepy tale, with some
focusing on the laughs and some on the chills, and the best examples
combining the both to great effect.
Ian Potter kicks things off with Iris Wildthyme and the Unholy Ghost,
a tale that takes us down to the a haunted church and its eerie crypt, to
deal with a particularly unusual breed of phantom. It sets the tone
perfectly:
a quirky, fun tale that combines the supernatural side of things with
appealing temporal shenanigans. Mark Michalowski, follows on with a
genuine chiller, the simply-titled Framed. This tale focuses Panda,
drawing him into an accursed gallery that traps its victims in twisted
realities based on their own desires. Before long, the hapless
unfortunates are lost forever within their fantasy world. Luckily for
Panda, Iris is on hand to mess things up, leading to a succession of
memorable images, including Panda
as a foul-mouthed TV chef and a corrupt art critic. There are some really
quite unsettling moments, particularly the delicious final twist.
Just the Ticket by Phil Craggs takes Iris’s time-travelling
double-decker and traps it in a disused depot, haunted by the lonely ghost
of an accursed employee. It’s a very well written tale, with Panda
emerging as the hero, even if Iris does mess things up at the end. There’s
a moment that’ll bring a touch of sadness to your heart, but nowhere near
as much as Simon Guerrier’s The Party in Room Four. Beautifully
written, this is the story of Frank, one of the few survivors of a
mysterious disaster that has wiped out almost an entire village, leaving
only a crater and a few outlying properties in its wake. The lack of
information about the catastrophe only makes it the more powerful, and
Frank’s torment is painfully portrayed; having not only lost his family,
and been forced to live in the local hotel, he is now being haunted by the
sounds of a phantom party in the neighbouring room. It never appears to
anyone else, yet terrorises his every moment with glimpses of those lost,
not to mention
the terrible northern woman and her panda companion. It’s yet another with
a fine, affecting ending.
Party Kill Accelerator! is the title of Blair Bidmead’s story. This
one is frankly strange, with Iris and Panda landing in a bizarre show on
the edge of reality, filled with demons, androids and the All-Star Dance
Company. Panda gets a love interest, the mud is out to get them,
and there’s someone called Jimmy the Mandrill behind it all. It’s frankly
odd, full of violence and monsters, and terribly good fun.
Mark Morris wins the prize for the best title in the book - Apocalypse
Slough. It’s another odd one, this time concerning the old stalwart
the haunted house, but one with a difference. This particular property is
surrounded by a mist that’s absorbing the world around it, one that
threatens to swallow the entire Universe. Things get creepier and more
urgent as the story progresses, and,
even
if the payoff is a bit brief, it doesn’t detract from a highly enjoyable
adventure.
Paul Magrs provides The Delightful Bag, and no, that title doesn’t
refer to Iris. There’s a
lot going on in this festive story, from Clarissa and the Manleigh Halt
Irregulars, a bunch of peculiar sleuths in a bizarre police station, to a
horde of living marionettes dedicated to pursuing the Wild Hunt against
the mortal world. Iris and Panda get there hands on some magical
contrivance that allows them to take the form of anything from rabbits to
moths, allowing for some particularly imaginative escapes and adventures.
What’s more, that fiendish oriental mastermind, Mumu Manchu is in
residence at Manleigh Halt. What with
his appearance, and a letter at the book’s close from Brenda the Bride
herself, surely it’s only a matter of time before Magrs’s
two wonderful heroines come face to face?
Nicholas Nada elects to follow a more science-fictional route in Iris
Wildthyme’s Rainy Day Adventure. That old classic, the primitive
society once visited by advanced extraterrestrials, once again makes
itself the focus, but with a healthy does of maniacal zombies thrown in
for good measure. It’s a slight story, but a fun one, a good, easy read
between the weightier stories either side.
The excellent Eddie Robson then brings us The Colour Scheme, an
absolute cracker of a tale that follows the exploits of young socialites,
drawn into the exhilarating world of the A-List, at the expense of their
very humanity. Set in the 1930s, there’s an overbearing sense
of the inevitability of the future, with the war just round the corner,
giving a distinct atmosph-ere
to proceedings. Amongst the monsters and time distortions, there’s a
potent message about the danger of losing oneself in the desire to become
more popular with ones peers.
A very good story.
My very favourite story of the book is, however, Matt Kimpton’s The
Shadow of the Times Before. it was almost inevitable that there’s be
one story in here with a Lovecraftian flavour
in here, but the verve and originality of this piece is a surprise. Told
from the perspective of
a denizen of a distorted world where eldritch horrors and ancient, inhuman
intelligences are ten-a-penny, it’s a
wonderfully
entertaining read, the sumptuous prose evoking this strange world to great
effect, while Iris and Panda are presented as unknowable beings from a
strange and perverted reality. The very word
“A’gadu!”
propels this story into the top spot
for me. Absolutely brilliant. The Fag Hag from Hell, Dale Smith’s
story, presents Iris as a terrifying force of the unknown, but from a far
more plausible angle. Young Danny loses his boyfriend to the mysterious
Fag Hag on night, and sets about tracking him down somehow. Glimpsed from
the sidelines, Iris comes across a dangerous alien who abducts gay and
maybe-gay young man from their lives, leaving devastation in her wake. Add
to this another unexpected conclusion and some temporal twists and turns,
and you have another winner.
The final two stories provide a respite from the scares with some laughs.
The Niceness by Jac Rayner and Orna Petit takes the form of a
correspondence between Iris and Panda via brain mail. The story is framed
by a report by a very familiar seeming archaeologist, while Iris finds
herself locked up on a very familiar seeming planet (at least to fans of
Hartnell adventures. Rubber and acid, is all I’m saying). There this a
threat to all free though in time and space, but really the pleasure here
comes from the perfect depiction of Panda and Iris on best bickering form.
Channel 666 by Mark Clapham rounds things off, a tale of a TV
channel broadcast surely from Hell itself. With plenty of ghoulish
atmosphere and some quite nasty moments, it closes this collection nicely
(or nastily). Iris turns up and pretty much switches the story off, but,
as she says herself, “the solution is never as much fun as the mystery
itself.” That pretty much sums up this whole, phantasmic, phantastic
collection.
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