Tudor, Alex, and Edi are Romanian junior high school students in the 1990s when they discover extreme metal and begin to explore the destructive, Satanic ideology behind the music. This shared discovery cements their friendship by forming a unique bond as they delve into depravity. Occasionally aided by their psychopathic friend George, they urge each other to commit increasingly more vandalistic and blasphemous acts: animal cruelty, slashing of tires, smashing windows, and grave desecration. This pattern of anti-social behaviour climaxes when the three teens randomly kill an innocent elderly man during an afternoon of alcohol-soaked violence. The murder brings to light an ideological gap between Tudor and Alex. In Alex’s mind, Satanism means total war and the triumph of the Luciferian, Aryan race. Comparatively, Tudor sees Satanism as bleak nihilism and violent misanthropy. Because of the difference in ideals, Alex and Tudor face off in a final confrontation that transcends into a mythological dimension.
How about more “sales copy,” less “junior-high book report.” (h/t Julie)
Uh…yeah, man, that description REALLY makes me want to read this. The animal cruelty was a particular turn-on. (NOT, for anyone that can’t read sarcasm.)
The book is worse. Go read the first line. I dare you.
…bring eye bleach.
I didn’t see a “Look Inside”. Darn, and I just bought this gallon of non-returnable eye bleach!
That’s okay. It’s better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.
Challenge accepted. That was…different. I’ll admit I’ve never thought of starting a book that way.
I won’t spoil it for anyone thinking of following the link, but I will say that, in my humble opinion, naming your first chapter “Bleeding Boredom” is probably not a good way to get readers. They might think it’s far too accurate.
That was some truth in advertising for sure. I mean, he starts with the character waking up, going through his morning routine, doing (or not) his math homework, and then doodling satanic symbols in his notebook. All in the most pedestrian prose possible. Don’t cut yourself on that edge, dude.
Gotta love how the author says, “increasingly more vandalistic and blasphemous acts” and then lists animal cruelty before slashing tires and smashing windows.
“…that transcends into a mythological dimension.”
I don’t think that’s how the word “transcends” works.