A strange family of drifters and a misunderstood native son converge on a small Mississippi town in the 1970s and disrupt the barely existing rhythm of life there.
To call Red Bluff a blighted town is an understatement. What passes for the local economy is a clutch of small stores, a pharmacy and bar. Even the surrounding country is in a static state, with kudzu vines choking the hills surrounding the town.
A presumed husband and wife and their teenage son arrive in town and immediately put off the locals. The sheriff offers them help, but the father refuses. The family remains in the area just outside of town; the father is a vague presence, the mother and son regular fixtures as they come into town to collect scrap and throw away food. Soon, it is just the son who makes his rounds of the garbage cans.
Another stranger sets up shop in one of the deserted storefronts, although Colburn, as he is known, is from Red Bluff, and in the first chapter, we find out why he and his mother left the area twenty years previously. His first few weeks there are largely uneventful, but certain townspeople recognize him, and this changes things – that, and his relationship to the bar owner.
There are stranger forces at work here, embodied in the endless cloak of kudzu that casts a pall over the nearby country, and takes over anything (houses, cars) deserted for any amount of time. It’s a matter of time before people begin to disappear.
Blackwood is an intense page turner, a slow burning read that reeks of hot weather and dread. There’s certainly a horror element here with the kudzu, but is it really the perpetrator? The book definitely has a strong rural noir vibe as well.
(William Hicks, Information Services)
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