About 15 years ago I picked up a copy of this book and had to put it down indefinitely. It was slowly creeping me out, and when I got to the part where George Lutz sees a creepy pig behind his daughter in her bedroom window in the middle of the night I said "nope". However, I kept the book, because I knew one day I would finish it. Yesterday was that day, and I really wish I hadn't bothered.
I was in my twenties the first time I tried to read this, and although I was reading a lot of horror, for some reason this one got to me. It takes place the year I was born, and was written in 1977. I'm going to say right now that I don't believe these things actually happened to the Lutz family. I'm super skeptical, I always have been, and anytime something paranormal says "based on a true story" I know that writers are just trying to sensationalize a story. People love those tag lines. The fact that something so heinous could actually happen to people in real life is something that readers eat up. I take it with a grain of salt.
Should I address my problems with the writing first, or the story? Let's start with the writing.
Anson has this incredibly annoying habit of ending every dramatic sentence with an exclamation point. I'm sure people have been talking about this one since the book was released, but it's really unnecessary, and it actually takes a statement that could be rather chilling with just a simple period at the end and it makes it sound ridiculous. It's like when people use all caps and it sounds like they're screaming. Every time Anson used an exclamation point, I imaged him wide eyed, and gasping at the horror of the event he had just described. It diffuses all the tension, and by the end of the book it's comical.
Now, let's discuss the story. The Lutz family moves into 112 Ocean Avenue on December 18, 1975. On November 13, 1974, 23-year-old Ronald DeFeo shot and killed his parents and 4 siblings as they slept in the house at 112 Ocean Avenue. The Lutzes know the house is the site of multiple murders, but they aren't superstitious, so they dismiss any worries over living in a house where violent murders occurred, and actually end up buying a number of pieces of furniture and appliances that were left behind after there was nobody alive to claim them. Which to me is gross and morbid, but whatever.
Practically from the moment they step into the house things get weird. I started reading this again at night, and the strange occurrences were actually still kinda creepy 15 years later. Things start small, so I can understand the Lutzes not feeling the need to flee in terror right away. George is constantly freezing, and spends hours feeding logs into the living room fireplace. He also wakes up every night at 3:15 on the dot and has a compulsion to check the boat house behind the home. Kathleen smells perfume in odd places, especially in the kitchen, where she begins to feel a "presence". Both parents are also quick to lose their tempers, and feel that their 3 children are acting out more. They were never easily angered before moving into the house. At this point, I'm invested. Things are quietly creepy, and when one night George goes out to the boat house and turns around to see his 5-year-old daughter standing in the window with a pig behind her, the creepy goes up a notch.
Sadly, and I'm sure there wouldn't be a book if this never happened, the crazy things that are happening in the house begin to escalate beyond what anyone would actually stay and allow to happen, and yet the Lutz family does stay, and bad things continue to befall them. A local priest even tells them to leave the house, and they don't listen to him. It's infuriating. Both George and Kathleen know that something is horribly wrong in their house, but they continue to try to ignore it, and put their own lives and the lives of their children in danger. The front door is inexplicably torn off the hinges. Both Lutzes see eyes in a window and run outside to find hoof prints in the snow. And a creepy secret room painted completely in red suddenly reeks of human feces. And these are just a few of the things that continue to happen. At one point George wakes up to find Kathleen levitating off the bed. And still they stay. For 28 days.
If the things that George and Kathleen Lutz claim happened to them at 112 Ocean Avenue really did happen, then I can't imagine any sane person who would stay in that house for 28 days. I get that the family was strapped for cash. I understand that George was having issues with his business and the IRS, but come on. If you believe that an entity or a demon is tormenting you in your home, and they did, because they repeatedly tried to get help from a priest, I have trouble believing that anyone would stay in that environment.
Like I said though, I'm a skeptic, and I always look for the holes in a story like this. I said I was disappointed that I bothered to finish this one, but maybe it's a good thing that I did. It's a good concept, I just don't believe that it actually happened the way the Lutzes claim it did. And I'm no longer creeped out by Jodie the pig. So bad writing and ridiculous circumstances aside, I'm glad I was finally able to put this story to rest.