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A review by beforeviolets
The Starving Saints by Caitlin Starling
challenging
dark
tense
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
Give me medieval queer cannibalistic fever dreams forever. Caitlin Starling truly understands the power of slow, eerie, mindfuckery as a horror genre, and though it may not be for everyone, her approach is definitely for me.
All types of horror have their value, but the thing I love about Starling’s books is that they function in individual and particular narrative pockets. Though there is plenty of moral discussion to be had about meaning or metaphor, they’re almost less profound and reflective and more somewhat escapist in their contained scope and vibe. They feel truly like dreams, not only in their confused what-the-fuck logic but in the way they feel like leaving the world behind to go exist in some super specific crafted reality. They aren’t neat or tidy and they aren’t especially linear or purposeful in terms of impact. But they are an absolute weird ass vibe and I love them for it.
And I loved getting to dream away the time in this world of bacchanalian madness in a claustrophobic castle with bees, trickster beings, nuns, cannibalism, and fucked up complicated lesbian yearning. I had been craving this exact concoction of honey and wine and blood.
Thank you to the publisher for sending me an ARC in exchange for my honest review.
CW: cannibalism, blood & gore, violence, dismemberment, mutilation, dead bodies, murder, death, character death, claustrophobia, alcohol, death of father (past), grief, drowning, emesis
All types of horror have their value, but the thing I love about Starling’s books is that they function in individual and particular narrative pockets. Though there is plenty of moral discussion to be had about meaning or metaphor, they’re almost less profound and reflective and more somewhat escapist in their contained scope and vibe. They feel truly like dreams, not only in their confused what-the-fuck logic but in the way they feel like leaving the world behind to go exist in some super specific crafted reality. They aren’t neat or tidy and they aren’t especially linear or purposeful in terms of impact. But they are an absolute weird ass vibe and I love them for it.
And I loved getting to dream away the time in this world of bacchanalian madness in a claustrophobic castle with bees, trickster beings, nuns, cannibalism, and fucked up complicated lesbian yearning. I had been craving this exact concoction of honey and wine and blood.
Thank you to the publisher for sending me an ARC in exchange for my honest review.
CW: cannibalism, blood & gore, violence, dismemberment, mutilation, dead bodies, murder, death, character death, claustrophobia, alcohol, death of father (past), grief, drowning, emesis