Fearless Zombie Hunters!
Spoiler Alert! Please read only after finishing the book!
Wow, what a fun book! Scary too, with abundant Scooby-Doo-style shocks, chases, and jump scares.
But this book departs from the Scooby Doo playbook--which I know was still a year away from being written when this paperback hit drugstore spinner racks in May 1968--by not having the zombies turn out to be Sgt. Sturdy and old Amos in drag but genuine-draft real zombies! That's a departure even from Ross' earlier novels in the series where supposed ghosts peering out of windows were not and where anything smacking of the supernatural was disappointingly debunked. For me, the zombies being real elevated the book a star. I was reading those closing chapters waiting just waiting for the inevitable unmasking of Sturdy and ancient Amos (my primary suspects) and was delighted that such a disillusioning denouement never came.
I also found this book's pacing to be brisker than previous ones. Things just kept on happening in quick succession, punctuated by always fascinating visits to Amos Martin's moody home where departed spirits speak. Yeah, there was some padding, like Carolyn and Vicky's long talk about love, and repetition when Burke describes for Roger and Elizabeth the scene we just read unfold. But the fat was trimmed lean this time around.
The irrelevance of being Ernest: Elizabeth breaks it to Vicky that Ernest Collins was killed in a South American plane crash. After some obligatory grieving, Ernest is all but forgotten, evoked only by a snarky Roger who resents Vicky's affections so quickly shifting to Burke. I didn't grieve Ernest either because he was never fully developed, something writer Ross likely realized.
Ernest was quickly swept aside as Burke's role was elevated to co-star and a couple intriguing new characters captured our attention: Amos "Mad" Martin the eccentric spiritualist and Sgt Sturdy of the Ellsworth police. Sure, I wished Ross had used Sheriff George Patterson, memorably played on TV by Dana Elcar. Sometimes I wondered if Ross, living in Canada, was even able to watch the series. With each book the Rossverse becomes more distinct and distant from ABC's "continuing suspense drama" that none dare call a "soap opera."
Deviations from the television series have to be overlooked, from the wild inconsistencies in Collins genealogy to characters like Sturdy replacing Patterson, but one deviation has to be called out as simply a whopper of a mistake:
Elizabeth said,'They'd probably kill you and steal Joe's car.'
David's eyes were sparkling as he asked his mother, 'Gee, do you really think they'd do that?'
Elizabeth sighed, 'Let's not talk about it anymore' (p.63).
Wait, what? His mother?? Yeah, Roger, three martinis into the evening, would undoubtedly welcome the burden of parentage being shifted to his sister, but what about Laura Collins aka Dark Phoenix? Don't open that Pandora's box, Danny boy!
That forehead-smacking mistake is evidence that Ross simply couldn't keep track of and corral all the characters who inhabit the Dark Shadows television series universe (Curtisverse?). And maybe that's a good thing. Keeping the story tightly focused on Vicky and Burke with Amos in support made it stronger. After dispatching them from Collinwood the last few adventures, Ross made a valiant effort to bring Carolyn and David into this tale, but it was obvious he didn't know what to do with them. And they proved themselves albatrosses on the story, having to be dutifully mentioned but adding nothing to the narrative.
Okay, David did add something valuable when spying Esther in the Collins family cemetery wearing Vicky's stolen coat and hat. Interestingly, he noted "she was sort of walking slow and stopping every now and then..." (p 126). Slow and halting is how we've come to expect zombies to walk, going by classic horror movies spanning 1932's White Zombie to 1968's Night of the Living Dead, so then how to explain Esther taking off after Vicky in a sprint and even racing up a flight of stairs? And Derek hot on the heels of Vicky in the pursuit through the secret passageways of Collinwood?
Flouting the rules established in movies is SOP for Dark Shadows, as we've seen Barnabas enjoying a drink in the Blue Whale, for example, so no stones are lobbed on this account. Ross wrote a compelling story boasting real shivers and shakes along with blood-chilling moments (the county fair wrestler getting his back broken is one that still makes me shudder).
This fifth book closes out on a high note the Vicky-centered stories, allowing Barnabas to assume center stage all the way through the thirty-third and final book in the series. Me, I'm aboard for the ride!
Who better to sum up this frothy frightfest than author Dan Ross himself, who through the voice of Roger put it perfectly:
"Now I call that neat. First you dream up these zombies and then you find a means of disposing of them. Very smart, indeed" (p. 153).