The Amityville Horror
by: Jay Anson
I finished this one up last night but wanted to give it a full day before I wrote on it. Some of you may have seen the movie from 2005. Fuck the movie because it didn’t reflect the book at all. I picked up an older edition at a used bookstore in Winter Garden called ‘Here Be Dragons’. It sat on my shelf for a while and finally decided to pick it up about a week ago seeing as it was Halloween and I wanted a classic spook. This book was one of the more peculiar books I’ve read.
To start off, the book claims to be a true story. I’m all about suspending my disbelief for the sake of a great read so I was cool with that. It begins as many haunted house stories do. Family moves from another town into an older house. It just so happens that one of he occupants of this older house killed his entire family and claimed to have done it because god told him to. The deal on the house was incredible and this family wasn’t at all superstitious. Anyway, crazy shit starts to happen and the atmosphere begins to evolve.
Now, I must say I didn’t have the highest of hopes for this book. I had watched the 2005 version of the movie and was completely and utterly disappointed by it. To be honest, I only bought it because I was high at the time and I only began reading it because it was around halloween and it was a new author. When reading it, even the writing itself was somewhat off putting. It was as if the author was trying to hard. He used a lot of exclamation points during the narrative and that threw me off.
There was something about this book.
I can count on two fingers how many times I was creeped out while I was actually reading the book in my room. Like physically reading and feeling creeped out while I was reading. But then I’d put the book down after four or five chapters. Then I’d start to try to sleep.
An hour would go by.
I’d realize just how many imaginative situations were running through my head. My mind got dark.
It was as though a switch was turned on that set my mind loose to imagine things that could not possibly occur in a physical universe without supernatural intervention. I got sufficiently creeped out. It was somewhat of a delayed effect. It was as though living in this fictional story had created some sort of mindset within myself that aided in a suspension of disbelief beyond the book. Outside of the “fiction” presented.
Basically, this is my stance.
I got a lot out of entertainment out of this book. I enjoyed it. It stuck with me. Will it continue to stick with me for the rest of my life? Nah. But it was enjoyable. So if you like a classic spooktacular book, go at it man. You’ll find what you’re looking for.