Sometimes, you browse Amazon, Good Reads, or Youtube videos looking for a new read. A title, cover, or description catches your attention, but you vacillate, unsure if it’s for you. You check reviews, careful to avoid spoilers if your interest is really piqued. Eventually, you decide, what the hell, and buy the book in question. Sometimes, you wish you could go back and never click the ‘buy’ button. Other times, you find a true gem that provides everything you were looking for. Twentieth Anniversary Screening, I’m happy to say, is the latter.
The story is simple. The ultra-low budget, early 90’s slasher flick, The Roofer, has a very limited run in its theatrical release. At one particular theater, a tragic incident occurs during a screening. The film is pulled, naturally, and has very vocal critics condemning the movie for the violence it inspired. Twenty years later, the owner of the theater where the incident occurred is in need of cash for the failing business. He decides to screen The Roofer on the twentieth anniversary of the film’s release. Let’s just say, things don’t go well.
That description may seem a bit lackluster, but this novella is anything but. The story is presented as an in-depth article on a horror movie website, including a synopsis of The Roofer, and interview excerpts with the film’s director and the theater owner. The tone is perfect, rife with dry, sarcastic, snarky humor that feels natural, not forced. It works because it’s subtle, not obvious. The pacing is brisk. There’s a turn of events I didn’t see coming, always a pleasant surprise. The synopsis of The Roofer is hilarious, and had me wishing the schlockfest actually existed, the sort of thing you’d find buried in the horror category on Tubi.
I really enjoyed this author’s voice. In my previous review, for Witching Hour Theatre, I mentioned how much I disliked the flat, leaden prose. Screening is the antithesis. These two books remind me of when I first tried drinking gin. The first time, I bought Beefeater. I mixed a cocktail. I sipped, and thought to myself, why in the hell would anybody drink gin? This is fucking awful. I dumped the bottle. Flash forward a few years to my second attempt, with Tanqueray. Ah, this is why people enjoy gin. The clumsy metaphor is an attempt to illustrate that some author’s voices or prose is like cheap liquor; it’s harsh and unpleasant to imbibe, and you never finish it, whereas others are smooth and enjoyable and leave you wanting more. I read this in about three to three-and-a-half hours, and had several laugh out loud moments. In fact, when I started it, I was in a public place, and had to suppress my guffaws so people didn’t think I was crazy. I had to set my Kindle down a couple of times, the humor was so unexpected.
I buy ebooks, in part due to space issues, but also the lower cost. However, if I read an ebook and really like it, I’ll buy a physical copy, too. It’s sort of my stamp of approval. Needless to say, Twentieth Anniversary Screening is on my short list of books to buy, along with two other Strand novels that caught my eye.
I know I’ll be revisiting this book, it’s one of my new favorites that I highly recommend. A great option if you’re looking for a quick read, or a humorous one, and I think fans of classic slasher flicks will get a kick out of it, too.