A violent tale of horror from award-winning author Laird Barron, the heir apparent to H. P. Lovecraft's throne. Nanashi was born into a life of violence. Delivered from the mean streets by the Heron Clan, he mastered the way of the gun and knife and swiftly ascended through yakuza ranks to become a dreaded enforcer. His latest task? He and an entourage of expert killers are commanded to kidnap Muzaki, a retired world-renowned wrestler under protection of the rival Dragon Syndicate. It should be business as bloody usual for Nanashi and his ruthless brothers in arms, except for the detail that Muzaki possesses a terrifying secret. A secret that will spawn a no-holds-barred gang war and send Nanashi on a personal odyssey into immortal darkness.
Laird Barron, an expat Alaskan, is the author of several books, including The Imago Sequence and Other Stories; Swift to Chase; and Blood Standard. Currently, Barron lives in the Rondout Valley of New York State and is at work on tales about the evil that men do.
The Heron clan of the Yakuza is tasked with abducting Muzaki, a former professional wrestler. However, Nanashi, loyal member of the Heron and a man with a mysterious past, has his doubts. And Muzaki might have just the answer for him...
On the heels of The Croning, nothing but another Laird Barron book would do. Fortunately, I already had this one on my kindle.
Man with No Name is part noir, part cosmic horror with emphasis on the noir. In fact, it's mostly a crime book until Muzaki's true nature comes to light. It's also an action-packed bloodbath ones things go pear-shaped and Muzaki tells Nanashi how things are. The unspeakable horror and the nature of time seem to be hallmarks of Barron's, a plus in my book.
The prose was great, just as it was in The Croning, full of colorful similes and metaphors. I highlighted quite a bit but I could have easily highlighted most of the novella. There was also quite a bit of dark humor. This would be a fantastic movie.
The bonus novella, Blood and Stardust, was also quite good, though I wish the space would have been devoted to the main tale.
My sophomore experience with Laird Barron was almost as satisfying as the first and I can't wait to read more. 4.5 out of 5 stars.
Huh? Beyond bizarre. You really have to hang in there before the pieces start coming together, and even then it's all a bit inscrutable as Barron peels away the edges of reality. The story is quite visceral, punctuated by extreme violence, yet frequently untethers as it ebbs in and out of some very odd dreamlike sequences as the protagonist is seemingly catapulted through time and space. Confusing yet surprisingly compelling and chilling, hard to process and even harder to describe.
En el programa Laird Barron: el motero lovecraftiano, del podcast Gabinete de Curiosidades, hablamos en más detalle de esta novela: go.ivoox.com/rf/123912610
Vuelvo con Laird Barron, el motero tuerto de la ficción extraña, el Jack London del siglo XXI en cuyas historias aparecen perros, sí, luego de haber sido infectados por La Cosa y desarrollar todo su repulsivo potencial. Laird Barron mola: mola él y molan mucho sus historias.
En esta novelita corta, apenas cien páginas con fuente bien hermosa, Barron nos trae un protagonista duro como el percutor de un revolver, Nanashi, Sin Nombre, matarife del clan Grulla, el hombre al que tienes que llamar si quieres mandar un mensaje. En el submundo criminal tokiota, la yakuza controla el cotarro con mano de hierro, pero los juegos de poder van haciendo que este cambie de manos cada poco. El clan Dragón está muy subidito, suscitando recelo e inquietud en el clan Grulla que, considera, las lagartijas necesitan un pequeño toque de atención. Nanashi y su cuadrilla se encargarán de hacerselo saber secuestrando a Muzaki-san, un luchador americano de lucha libre jubilado, empresario respetado y héroe de los bajos fondos que funcionaba a modo de mascota del clan Dragón. Nanashi, que como buen asesino tiene un pasado turbulento, y solo necesita una conversación con el ex-campeón para que todo su mundo de un vuelco de la manera más delirante y lisérgica posible.
Esta novelita es una historia de yakuzas con el ritmo frenético y trepidante de una película americana. Es decir, no esperéis la mesura y gélidas maneras de las cintas yakuzas de Takeshi Kitano; esperad, sencillamente, su brutalidad. Barron narra las escenas de acción con esa mezcla entre elegancia y crudeza que hacen las películas de John Wick lo mejor que se ha estrenado dentro del género de acción desde que los americanos se sacaron la cabeza del culo y descubrieron que hay señores en Indonesia y Tailandia partiéndose la cara a rodillazos y codazos ¿Y lo lovecraftiano, Julio, truhan embaucador de bífida lengua? Ay, pues tendréis que descubrirlo.
¿Y las tres estrellas, Julio, esquizofrénico reseñador? Fácil: ¡mi cuerpo necesita más yakuzas y más Lovecraft!
There are very few authors out there that can consistently and successfully pull off Lovecraftian horror without it becoming an unoriginal, tired trope of unimaginable, indescribable horrors and old gods with unpronounceable monikers. Laird is head and shoulders above the rest of his peers when it comes to this kind of horror.
That being said, “Man With No Name” has significantly less H.P. overtones than some of his past titles, but Laird can’t resist throwing in some crazy cosmic elements, layered beneath subtle innuendo and seemingly random passing themes. He can’t help himself. It’s what makes his work so fascinating to me. Laird pens just the right amount of “wtf” and then let’s your imagination run with it. Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty of in your face violence and gore on occasion, but he doesn’t beat you over the head with it. He just gives you a little slap and then let’s you decide how long it will sting.
Both the title namesake novella and the bonus short “Blood & Stardust” possess the vast themes, hinting of worlds much larger than our own that can terrify and enrapture all at once. I am left hoping that each was a bit longer, (but I feel that way about most good short works) and the length, of each, was probably perfect. Solid 4+ Stars!
A very short (too short, in my opinion) novella by Laird Barron, “Man With No Name” is a haunting and violent story about the Yakuza, Japan’s version of La Cosa Nostra a.k.a. the Mafia. The main character is a mob henchman named Nanashi, who makes a choice that may damn him forever.
Lots of trademark Barron-esque violence and more-than-subtle traces of cosmic horror abound in this short novel. It reminds me of Barron’s noir/action series starring his mob hitman-turned-detective Isaiah Coleridge, which also reminds me that it’s been three years since “Worse Angels”, the third book in that series. Nanashi and Coleridge are kind of spiritual blood-brothers.
Also included in this short book (Did I mention it’s short? Only 103 pages, soaking wet) is a short story called “Blood and Stardust”, which is, for Barron, somewhat humorous and moving for a horror story. A young woman lives with her father/creator in a huge house in Washington state. He has a huge laboratory where he conducts experiments on living things, experiments that got him kicked out of Europe by crowds of pitchfork- and torch-bearing villagers. His name rhymes with “Schmankenstein”…
During this entire novella, Barron had me entranced by his writing. His prose is equal parts efficient and deliriously lyrical in this strange crime story about an enforcer for the Heron clan of the Yakuza and his colleagues as they kidnap an ex-celebrity wrestler during a gang war. From the start, I got a sense that this story was not going to be your run-of-the-mill crime thriller, as the author infuses the tale with a sense of existential dread that just gets worse and worse as it goes on. And once the climax hits, it becomes something way more creepy than I ever expected.
The first thing I attempted to read by Laird Barron was the story collection, Swift to Chase, which I was disappointed by but which I now understand was more advanced, grad school-level Barron, especially with the fact that Barron’s books reference each other. Well I’m still in Barron high school so this short book was my next choice, and although I still might not understand all of its mysteries, I enjoyed it much more. And there’s even a bonus story that was just as impressive, “Blood and Stardust,” which played like a really twisted Frankenstein. I’m excited to read more by Laird Barron soon.
Hmmm. I never thought I'd say this, but I didn't love this novella by my dear Laird Baron. Now don't get me wrong, it was still quite good: the prose is as strong and atmospheric as ever, the sense of dread and weirdness that permeate his stories was present. But I had a hard time keeping track of when we were in reality, a dream-sequence or the underworld, it was all a bit too blurry and I was scratching my head a little by the last page.
The story uses Barron's usual elements: a protagonist with a secret who has a violent job, and intoxicants end up blurring the line between what is real and what isn't. But despite being relatively long-form compared to say his other short stories, it felt like it did not have quite enough room to breathe; or at least, not enough for this reader to understand what was going on.
The bonus story at the end of the book, "Blood and Stardust", about a mad scientist's assistant's emancipation, actually grabbed me more, with its touches of (gross) dark humor and satisfying conclusion.
Nanashi is a gangster with a mysterious, tragic and terrible past, typical of Laird Barron's tough guys. Now he works for the Heron yakuza clan as one of their enforcers. They are sent to collect a professional wrestler who's an "asset" of a rival clan, over some sort of gang dispute. All the characters are described in vivid noir detail, then there is a lot of blood and violence, a femme fatale, and finally, the Barron twist where Nanashi comes face to face with the cold, unfeeling cosmic horror that lurks behind the skin of our reality.
Really a 3.5 star listen, but rounded up because I have high expectations of Laird Barron and this was just "okay" for him and not long enough to really develop beyond his usual tropes.
I don't know... This may be a bit better than the 3 star rating I give it. It is a fast paced action read with a sort of weird twist. I believe it will hold most action fans.
The thing is, it's one of those books I read, laid aside and then just recently picked up again thinking, this sounds interesting.
Then of course realized I'd read the book and completely forgotten it. I never followed it up or thought about the story again.
So, okay read. I liked it, but it is pretty much so light as to be rather forgettable. Maybe see what you think...
The title novella is a blast, full of action and demanding a cinematic adaptation. And then there's the bonus story, "Blood and Stardust," a pure treat, a perfect dessert. Great stuff overall, and well worth picking up. (But someone at JournalStone should give me a call: We need to talk about layout.)
Well, this was a treat. Barron's Man with No Name is a novella that fuses Nikkatsu noir with cosmic horror that is more reminiscent of the cinematic nightmares of David Lynch than of you-know-who. Barron's presentation of Yakuza in-fighting feels as authentic as any film directed by Seijun Suzuki or Beat Taskashi, which is to say that the novella exists in its own pocket of reality, one in which time is malleable and the true nature of spirituality is as incomprehensible as it is carnivorous. Barron's sentences swagger even after the notion of an objective reality goes tits up, leaving the reader with a sequence of striking scenes peopled with memorable characters, both human and other. The bonus story featuring a feminist riff on Frankenstein is entertaining but nowhere near as beguiling as the novella before it.
This slim volume contains two exemplary tales by the inimitable Laird Barron. The first, the novella "Man with No Name," is an excellent reminder that nobody captures the mystery and disorientation of being caught up in unknowable supernatural forces like Barron does. Hints of a much larger and more terrifying backstory pepper this tale of a Yakuza enforcer, a popular professional wrestler, and a terrifying excursion into the liminal realm between the worlds of the natural and the supernatural. It's an amazing piece of work, filled with darkness and disquiet.
The second story, "Blood & Stardust," is somewhat lighter in tone, an astute and often amusing take on mad scientists and their creations. Barron shows a deep sense of compassion for his narrator, despite her many crimes, and infuses the story with his trademark hints of a wider and scarier world than we're aware of.
Both stories provide ample evidence of why Barron is widely considered one of the finest horror authors working today. This small, two-story collection is a must-own for Barron fans, and not a bad place to start for those looking to experience his ghastly and arcane cosmos for the first time.
I'm growing really fond of cosmic horror fiction. It's a subtle and ominous genre that has a lot of freedom to explore different angles. Laird Barron's MAN WITH NO NAME is a boundless and introspective noir/horror story that's intricately intertwined in Japanese mythology. Barron's accuracy and economy of language create rich and intoxicating atmosphere that could almost carry the storyline on its own even if there weren't any characters in the novella.
The cast of characters in itself is great and while some come off as stereotypes, they are all deliberate decisions by Laird Barron, serving the story the exact way they're supposed to. I very much enjoyed this book and am really looking forward to read more Laird Barron and more cosmic horror in general. A bold and original story for sure.
Historia criminal entre el relato largo y la novela corta cuyas mejores páginas llegan cuando se abre al horror. Mientras que la historia de yakuzas apenas brilla un poco cuando irrumpe el humor o la acción, molan ciertos fogonazos durante los cuales se pierde pie con lo "real" y se vislumbra el abismo tras el giro final.
Esta ventana se extiende tan poquito que me cuesta recomendarlo. La edición es intachable, con una traducción modélica de Antonio Rivas, pero son 18 eurazos en un librito en el que ha desaparecido un relato que, por lo que leo por aquí, venía en la edición original (y que me hace pensar que el volumen publicado por La biblioteca de Carfax debiera figurar en una ficha independiente).
Laird Barron is absolutely brilliant and consistently writes stories that are extremely good. This book contains two stories,' Man With No Name' & 'Blood & Stardust'. Both these stories have been published before in anthologies. Man With No Name was published in previous expensive limited edition formats so it is great to see it now available in a format that costs less. For big Laird fans (like me) this edition is another must have for the collection and whilst it isn't my favourite Laird Barron story it is a definite 4 star novella. Highly recommended.
Una mezcla de peli de yakuzas con horror lovecraftiano es lo que nos propone Laird Barron en esta novela corta. Barron son su estilo onírico y de pesadilla nos cuenta la historia de Nanashi, un hombre de treinta y tres años que antes de empezar a trabajar en el clan Grulla era un alcohólico que vivía en las calles. A Nanashi y sus hermanos del clan les encargan una misión: secuestrar a Muzaki, un famoso luchador retirado que se encuentra bajo la protección del clan Dragón. Pronto descubriremos que el guerrero retirado esconde secretos que harán que nuestro protagonista se cuestione todo lo que cree conocer y su lealtad al clan yakuza. Un final bastante horroroso para un libro que me ha gustado pero que se me queda corto, más que una novela parece un relato más de los grandes libros de cuentos de este autor. Eso sí, si te gusta el misterio y el weird como a mí te encantará.
"Te he hablado de laberintos, de maldiciones y de almas condenadas. Pero tú hablas de pesadillas y demencia. Te diré que los muertos y los no muertos viajan con libertad por el laberinto estático de la realidad, y de hecho te he mostrado la autenticidad del laberinto. Has elegido ser ciego y sordo. Los primates humanos atesoran su ignorancia. Me gustaría recuperar mi propia inocencia respecto al páramo aullante que se alarga hasta el infinito"
La novela de Barron, de corte noir y cosmic horror, es todo un reto para todos esos lectores a los que les gusta que les tomen en serio. A los que les encanta sumergirse en mundos y atmósferas personales, fascinantes y angustiosas.
Una novela corta que exige leerse con calma, saboreando cada una de las palabras que utiliza el autor, para trasladarte al ambiente que ha creado para ti.
Laird Barron tiene una forma de escribir seductora, mágica y perturbadora. Su novela no intenta ser un manual o compendio de la cultura yakuza, ni siquiera de la japonesa, El hombre sin nombre utiliza esas herramientas para engañarnos y soltar todo su arsenal contra nosostros cuando más seguros creemos estarlo.
Nanashi was born into a life of violence. Delivered from the mean streets by the Heron Clan, he mastered the way of the gun and knife and swiftly ascended through yakuza ranks to become a dreaded enforcer. His latest task? He and an entourage of expert killers are commanded to kidnap Muzaki, a retired world-renowned wrestler under protection of the rival Dragon Syndicate.
It should be business as bloody usual for Nanashi and his ruthless brothers in arms, except for the detail that Muzaki possesses a terrifying secret. A secret that will spawn a no-holds barred gang war and send Nanashi on a personal odyssey into immortal darkness.
The Man With No Name was originally printed in A Mountain Walked, an anthology that I sadly missed getting a copy of - at least in hardcover. When I received my copy of the trade edition I was disappointed that there were some changes to it, mainly that this story was excluded. Luckily it was reprinted in this chapbook along with an extra short story Blood & Stardust.
Plainly put: another great story, a novella this time, by Laird Barron.
One of the more interesting settings, for the novella, that I've read in a horror story: Japan and the underworld of Yakuza. Apparently this is the first of a series of novellas featuring Nanashi, the next coming out sometime this year titled All The Devils Are Here.
The extra story was a bit different than anything else that I've read so far by Barron, a good contrast in tone and characters from the title story.
As good as these stories are I can't wait to read more longer length works by Laird Barron. Another novella set to be released this year called Cult of the Bird Eaters sounds very promising, at least going by the title. I'm definitely going to have to set aside time this upcoming week to read some more Barron that I have, X's for Eyes and The Beautiful Thing that Awaits Us All.
In truth I liked more the second story, Blood & Stardust, about the witty revenge of a Frankenstein like creature. The Man with No Name was interesting, well built, but not so explanatory and satisfying in the end.
Audible. So good I went back and listened to it again. Hit men and lovecraftian horror mixed in with the usual Laird Barron quality prose. Very unique, very weird and very good