![]() Or maybe it’s a cult, and they wind up as sacrifices to some Lovecraftian thing called the ‘Universal Harvester.’ Or something like that.” “Only they find some back-woods Tarantino wannabes shooting snuff films, and they wind up getting feature roles. “Clerk figures out the stuff was shot nearby, loads up some of his buddies and they go out on a weekend to see if they can find the place,” I deduced. “Video clerk sees these weird scenes cut into the movies, decides to play detective, see if he can figure out where they were shot,” I reasoned. “It’ll be something like Texas Chainsaw Massacre,” I reckoned. When I got the book (cleverly packaged in a plastic clamshell case like an old VHS tape, for reasons that would become clear when I read it) and scanned its press sheet, a few things jumped out at me: mentions of the “haunted, open landscape of middle-America ” “ominous and disturbing footage” spliced into a video store’s rental tapes an investigation into “the origins of these unsettling scenes.” I took these tidbits and began to splice together my own version of the book. John Darnielle’s Universal Harvester proved to be one of those instances….in the best possible way. Sometimes, those assumptions are way off. ![]() When you work at Cemetery Dance, you tend to make certain assumptions about the books publishers send to you for review. ![]()
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