JOYRIDE [1994] By Jack Ketchum
My Review 5.0 Stars
I read Ketchum’s 1994 novel “Joyride” the end of June as a Buddy Read with two of my closest Goodreads friends. The novel has an interesting history, originally published by Berkley Publishing Group and initially released as “Road Kill” in the UK. The book we read was a reprint by 47 North published in the Summer of 2010 titled “Joyride”. The three of us read this novel by Jack Ketchum over three decades after he wrote it.
Ketchum is credited with pioneering the subgenre of Extreme Horror though defining designations had not yet been refined, popularized, and released into the lexicon of a legion of horror fans. Both Ketchum and Laymon rejected what was thought of as the subtlety of the horror genre. Both grandmasters of the macabre rebelled against the status quo and penned books which were “dark, depraved, cruel, violent and sexually explicit”. It is then hardly surprising that the mainstream horror publishers reacted with a kneejerk response of nervous anxiety, stress, and refusal to print such outrageous manuscripts.
Ketchum “wore a lot of hats” in his lifetime which included American horror fiction author and filmmaker. He garnered numerous awards to include the Bram Stoker Award in 1994, 2000, and 2003 twice. Jack Ketchum was honored with the World Horror Convention Grand Master Award in 2011.
The first novel I ever read by Ketchum was 1980’s controversial “Off Season” and I was both horrified and thrilled. It is interesting that while still in his teens, Ketchum was befriended by the great Robert Bloch (“Psycho”) who became Jack’s mentor. Ketchum’s writing career would later span almost four decades. He is credited with writing some of the most powerful and disturbing horror novels in the annals of horror fiction. His death in 2018 was both regrettable and an immense loss to the field of horror fiction.
Finally, I would like to make a point about the novel we just read [1994’s Joyride]. Stephen King, the undisputed King of Horror, wrote a lengthy piece at the time which stated emphatically that Ketchum had achieved the status of a cult figure among the throngs of horror genre readers and “a kind of hero” to the writers of terror and suspense. This praise and acknowledgment by King were instrumental in the stratospheric rise in popularity which Ketchum subsequently received.
“Joyride” was a relentless trek through hell. I was pulled into the story with the surety and speed of a largemouth bass hitting a “white tailed mouse” lure on a quiet pond with moss cover. The essence of the narrative is that Carole, an abused spouse, is unable to escape the tyranny of a monster. She enters into a romantic relationship with Lee, who perhaps does not realize the true depth of his feelings for Carole until the bitter end. The pair plan the perfect murder of her savage husband, but unbeknownst to them there is a sadistic sociopath watching them commit first degree premeditated murder. The watcher (Wayne) is excited and enthralled by the violent and bloody killing of Carole’s husband Howard. The suspense is sustained and with no letting up on the throttle the reader is frantically turning pages. Carole and Lee are abducted by the remorseless Wayne and forced to witness one atrocity after another on a godless, bloody, and senseless spree killing. The characters are well developed, the narrative is propulsive and infused with adrenaline, and you cannot look away from the carnage.
It is not my intention to reveal any spoilers so I will avoid an in-depth analysis. This novel depicts stark realism and as a reader it was all too plausible and horrific. Fans of Ketchum know that he was prone to incorporating true crime into his works, and the effect of this decision renders the action only too real and believable. The character arc of the detective (Rue) is well written and the plot twist at the end was unexpected but welcome.
I do want to share with potential readers that Ketchum included an interesting and informative piece at the conclusion “ON WRITING JOYRIDE”. The character of Wayne is thus a composite of traits from multiple true crime villains. Ketchum shares that he had his doppelganger from real life to take (Carole and Lee) “for the scariest ride of their lives through his own private Mister Rogers’s Neighborhood of paranoia, true evil, and sudden death.”
This book was brutal and bloody and due to Ketchum’s adept writing style the narrative is certainly a dark crime thriller but with elements of unadulterated horror. I would say that however you want to characterize the novel is not as important as the recognition that it is a heart-thumping tale of murder and madness. I loved it and I am a huge fan of Ketchum’s spartan writing style where less is more. He writes in the lane that runs between the dark suspense thriller and the extreme horror novel.
VINTAGE KETCHUM AND A “JOY” TO “RIDE” ALONG!!!