A widower burdened with paranormal abilities tries to protect his son from a dangerous cult.
After two well-received story collections, most recently The Dangers of Smoking in Bed (2021), Enríquez presents a sprawling gothic novel holding a black mirror toward Argentina’s history of corruption and political violence and dosed with the conventions of horror fiction. Roughly told from the point of view of a father, a mother, and their son at different stages of their lives, the story can feel aimless, but the sheer dread and paranoia the author delivers are palpable, too. When we first meet Juan Peterson and his son, Gaspar, they’re trying to stay under the radar of the Cult of the Shadow. This dangerous, child-murdering religious order is led by the family of Juan’s wife, Rosario, who recently died in a car accident. Rosario’s creepy family discovered early on that Juan is a medium who can control “the Darkness,” a preternatural force that hungers for human flesh, during occult rites. Juan has always grudgingly gone along with his in-laws' wishes, participating in these ceremonies despite the terrible physical toll they take on him. But now, the cult wants to (somehow?) move his consciousness into his son's body before the Darkness takes him completely, and he's furtively trying to undermine them. He has secret allies in his sister-in-law, Tali, and Stephen, the son of the order’s leader, who are helping to mask Gaspar’s innate abilities. Later, a flashback to Rosario’s work as an anthropologist demonstrates how mythology comes into play, while later, a grown-up Gaspar struggles with his dark inheritance. It’s awkward and exhausting by turns, often by design. Somehow the shock of such violence delivered upon children and the inevitable fatigue generated by unrelenting horror also mirror the author’s mistrust of reality as we know it.
A strange, arcane journey into South American horror with roots in the real evil that men do.