Zakk Reviews “Boom Town” by Glenn Rolfe

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Zakk reviews “Boom Town” by Glenn Rolfe. 81 pages published by Samhain Publishing (Samhain Horror).

Overall score: 4.5/5 

“Did the UFO over Hollers Hill procure something from us, or was something bestowed upon us?”

On a summers night in 1979, a young couple traveling through Eckert, Wisconsin witness a saucer like object hovering above, and shooting a blue beam of light into Hollers Hill, before quickly ascending skyward. Causing a rumble that was felt hundreds of miles away. 

Thirty years later the rumbles have awoken. Stirring Eckert into a frenzy of speculation, gossip and urban legend. Brady and Kim, a longtime friendship evolving into something more, each suffering from a still fresh personal loss, are thrust into a mystery when they find a strange blue ooze while exploring an underground pipe exposed after one the town’s infamous “Booms”. 

But Brady and Kim aren’t the first to come into contact with the strange substance and they are now a target to something preying on the townsfolk. 

Take them. Bring them. Ascend

“Lyle Everson stared down at the thing that used to be a pretty nineteen-year-old girl. Her perfect skin and nubile body sat deteriorating before his eyes, all of her youth shriveled like a dried-up cornhusk, encased in the blue slime that covered everything in his house and whispered to him.”

“Boom Town” is quick and entertaining  read that harkens back to the 1980’s brand of small town (or intimate invasion) alien pieces. Like a readers digest version of Late Night Horror Television presentations (every region had one, for me it was “Fright Night Theatre”) of “Invaders From Mars”, “Invasion of the Body Snatchers”, “Night of the Creeps” or “Xtro”. Making it easy to picture these characters as a Jason Lively, a Tom Atkins, a James Karen, a Donald Sutherland or a Hunter Carson. It oozes an old school vibe that I love. 

It immediately brought back the nostalgic horror of being left home alone as a young lad, (six, maybe seven) watching a sci-fi/ horror flick on TV. My caregiver was only gone for a short while but long enough for me to be terrified by the scene of a woman giving cesarean birth on her kitchen floor to a full grown man (Xtro). My aunt returned home to find me sitting on my knees in front of the TV white-knuckled grasping a fireplace poker. That scene haunts me to this day, and I have been a fan of horror ( and sci-fi/ horror) ever since.

I’m also a big fan of “through the eyes of the children/ young adults” horror. Adult tales of kids caught in the crosshairs and carrying the burden as the adults succumb to the terrors (and become the terror). With said evil unfurling around these youthful characters while they are blossoming, searching for their own place in this world and finding themselves enveloping into the world of others. Such as Dan Simmons’ “Summer of Night” & Stephen King’s “The Body”

And “Boom Town” has that youthful exploration vibe in spades. Growing up, early friendships becoming burgeoning love and overwhelming loss. Weather or not you’ve planned the time for it, “Boom Town” will be a one sitting read. 

Buy this, read this, enjoy.

“Well, fellas, I think I’m gonna run. I just stopped in to grab a quick drink and catch a smile from Stella. I got me some wrastlin’ tapes to watch.”

Zakk is a big dumb animal!

One Comment Add yours

  1. grolfe says:

    Reblogged this on Glenn Rolfe Scribbles Madness and commented:
    Z-Dubz over at The Mouths of Madness podcast reviews my forthcoming Horror/Sci-Fi novella, Boom Town (Samhain Publishing). Pre-orders available now at Amazon, Kobo,, and more. Drops April 7th.


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