Demon-possessed, blood drenched teenage girls aimlessly running in the woods… Cursed heavy metal songs with the best lyrics since the invention of heavy metal and a music festival to end the world… A warehouse full of haunted ready-to-assemble and ready-to-kill furniture… Sexy vampires kindling the struggle of the sexes in US suburbia… The battle of tropes breaking loose when a group of final girls is confronted with a timelier horror trope… Over the past decade Grady Hendrix has been gradually working his way upwards from class clown of horror literature to seriously credible writer who, with each new work, manages to reinvent a new subgenre of horror. Now you may or may not like his style, you may say he’s not hard enough for a horror writer, but there is one thing in particular that you can never say about Hendrix; that he is not a feminist. Each and every one of his books displays the story of yet another woman otherwise overlooked and erased, brought into the spotlight by Hendrix....
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