'1989, Lamesa, Texas. A small west Texas town driven by oil and cotton—and a place where everyone knows everyone else’s business. So it goes for Tolly Driver, a good kid with more potential than application, seventeen, and about to be cursed to kill for revenge. Here Stephen Graham Jones explores the Texas he grew up in, and shared sense of unfairness of being on the outside through the slasher horror Jones loves, but from the perspective of the killer, Tolly, writing his own autobiography. Find yourself rooting for a killer in this summer teen movie of a novel gone full blood-curdling tragic.'
Slashers are a popular bunch, often going on to spawn entire multi-media franchises that feature them gleefully killing teens and other victims in a variety of over-the-top ways. You just have to look at the fact that characters like Chucky, Jason Vorhees, and Ghostface get announced in projects like Mortal Kombat or Dead by Daylight as ways of bringing in players to see that slashers are big business. Part of this is that you kind of come to enjoy these costumes killers, eager to watch their antics, to see imaginative kills, or to hear them crack bad one-liners as they gut some hapless teen. But you rarely come to care for them in any real or meaningful way. I Was a Teenage Slasher changes this, however.
Set in the small Texan town of Lamesa towards the end of the 1980's, the book follows Tolly Diver, a young teen who begins the story as a pretty decent, average kid. Tolly works in the local hardware store, helping his mother out where he can. He hangs out with his childhood best friend and secret crush, Amber. He's getting by in life the best he can, neither excelling nor failing. He is, for most part, fairly normal.
This makes things even more surprising then as Tolly is the titular Teenage Slasher, a young man who will go on to engage in a murderous rampage, killing a lot of people in horrific ways. After Tolly is the target of a cruel prank that takes advantage of his peanut allergy, things spiral out of control, and the kind, decent Tolly becomes a figure of fear.
Written in the first person, the book reads as a memoir of sorts, a confession from a young man who knows what he's done is so unusual, so bizarre and evil that he needs to leave behind an explanation for why he did what he did. Because of this fairly unique point of view for a slasher story, you come to care for Tolly a great deal; more than a murderer deserves by a long mile. There was a fairly recent horror film called In A Violent Nature, that presented a slasher movie from the killers point of view. The film was, for the most part, roundly rejected as being pretty bad. I've even seen some reviews that call it downright boring. I Was a Teenage Slasher is the kind of story that In A Violent Nature wanted to be, as it puts the killer at the centre of the narrative and makes you actually care.
This is not an easy feat, as most of the time fans of the slasher genre like their killers to be either faceless monsters who are more representations of horror than people (think Jason Vorhees or Michael Myers), or they're campy killers who revel in murder and mayhem (Chucky and Freddy Kruger instantly come to mind). Most slasher stories don't want to delve into the inner workings of these people, they don't want to tell you why or how because of the most part it tends to take away from the killer's charm. We know that Michael Myers killed his sister and spent years in an asylum, we don't need to see those years or see how broken he is. Every time a Ghostface killer is unmasked and reveals their motive a Scream film becomes a little less interesting. So, a book that's doing this the entire time probably falls into these same traps, right?
No. Stephen Graham Jones does something that I would never have thought possible, and made the slasher a character that I actually cared about on an emotional level. Tolly is a killer, he does terrible things, but you feel for him at the same time. There are points in the book that actually made me emotional, and I found myself caring for Tolly quite a bit. The book manages to juggle the meta commentary, the winks and nods of the genre, and the bloody gore-filled kills with a story about friendship, love, and family.
I Was a Teenage Slasher is a fairly unique novel, one that puts in the villains shoes in ways that you don't expect, and gets you to reconsider the way you look at characters like this. A roller-coaster narrative that is packed full of shock and schlock, yet manages to contain a ton of heart too.
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