Thanks to the COVID-19 pandemic, the silver screen spectacles of Hollywood have been one of the hardest hit industries with current productions having been forced to shutdown, and only having just recently resumed filming after months of inactivity, while movie theaters faced prolonged closures, and in some cases permanent shutdowns due to the lack of income. For those big-chain theaters that were able to weather the pandemic and have reopened, they now face a drought of customers unwilling to put their lives, and the lives of their loved ones, at risk of a potentially deadly disease or its long-term health damage.
What does any of this have to do with The Loop? Well, as a fan of movies and TV, Jeremy Robert Johnson’s latest is the type of book that makes me think, Who needs movies?.
The Loop is a big-budget, big-screen, horror spectacle filled with chills and thrills in prose form, the kind that puts your imagination into overdrive as the prose plays out in your movie of the mind. For my money, this book is going right up there with Adam Cesare’s Clown in a Cornfield as one of 2020’s best high-end horror cinematic-experience-in-a-book releases that you’re likely to find.
A former developer of cutting edge medical breakthroughs, IMTECH has begun producing a new biological implant that promises to provide augmented reality far beyond any wearable tech currently on the market. Unfortunately, the corporation has begun testing its applications on a wealthy suburban city in Oregon, injecting its teenage test subjects to disastrous results. First, teens go missing. And then the brutal murders begin...
Johnson does not traffic in small ideas here, nor does he skimp on the gore. The Loop is chock full of body horror, techno-horror, and just plain old squirm inducing horror rife with a variety of savage maulings and mutilations. Underneath all the glorious and plentiful blood spill is a pair of great big, brass brains. Johnson balances the horrifying viciousness of an otherwise quaint and quiet small town filled with murderous, rampaging teens with a hell of a lot of scientific verisimilitude and reasonable-enough technical explanations to provide a meaty, high-concept raison d’etre.
Stuck in the middle of this are two teens, Lucy and her best-friend, Bucket. The former is a Peruvian transplant thanks to an adoption after the death of her birth parents, while Bucket and his family are Pakistani immigrants. Their brown skin makes them outcasts in white suburbia, but given the past trials and tribulations in each of their personal histories, they’re also the most capable high schoolers to weather this insane storm. Johnson writes his teen characters well, and their relationship always struck me as smooth, natural, and realistic. I really enjoyed watching Lucy come into her own over the course of this catastrophe, even as she struggles with not only what she’d done, but what she’ll have to as the violence wears on. Johnson depicts this weird, horrific coming-of-age scenario with chilling aplomb, and he really makes you feel for what Lucy and Bucket go through as the story escalates. And boy howdy, does this fucker ever escalate!
To circle back to the movies - because The Loop really is like a movie on crack in highly addictive book form - picture Michael Crichton by way of David Cronenberg, coupled with Christopher Nolan’s flair for great big action beats. I think this should give you a glimmer of what to expect from JRJ here, but only just a small glimpse, really. The Loop has a lot going on in its pages, with a very high, off the charts WOAH to WHAT THE FUCK?! ratio. I’m not sure of the last time a book has so throughly impressed me with its scientific acumen and unrelenting blood-thirst that made say WOW! as frequently as this book. To call it impressive is an understatement.
In case you couldn’t tell, yeah, I fucking loved this one. Highly, highly, highly recommended.