Son of The Slob

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Don't usually Reread a book so close from reading it the first time. Read it in January this year but I just got book two.

Not only will Harold’s story bring about extreme emotions, but the plight of the entire Harlow family will put you through the wringer. Not a single good thing happens to this family, and things only ever get worse. I’m not a religious man, but I’ve thought about praying for this fictional family. They never stood a chance against this merciless world. Somehow, this book is even darker than the first. I think a big part of that is knowing what Vera, and to a lesser extent Danny, went through in the first book. That epic fight for survival, just to continue in a worse position than they started. There’s something immensely cruel about that, and this book revels in the cruelty. Son of the Slob carries on a little way after the first where Vera has had the Slob’s kid, and the rape baby is just as foul as his dad, albeit at this point more innocent. But make no mistake, he is his fathers son. While Vera tries to be a loving mother and wife Danny is struggling and the love and heart of the first book is at conflict with each other. The Slob is still tearing the family apart from beyond the grave so to speak, especially with the new vehicle of his kid. Everything about this book is dark and seedy from Vera’s look and job after surviving the first vile encounter, to Daniel falling on hard times, to the Son of the Slob and the chaos he brings. At times it’s not an easy read having cared so much for the characters the first time round, but I was absolutely glued to the story. The violence and gore remain, the slobbery continues, only now it feels like even more is at stake. A fantastic sequel and brilliant book in its own right. Aron really is one of the best modern extreme horror writers out there and the slob series is very much proof of that. Highly recommend. Links:

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WARNING: If you have not read THE SLOB, this review will reveal a lot about how that story ended. Please read it first, to allow yourself the full macabre journey it takes you on, before you read any further. The entire plot is her entering the house of The Slob, and then being tortured, brutalised, humiliated, and sexually assaulted in the most horrific ways. Her child is aborted in a way that I can’t even describe here. At first we experience her own destruction, and then he moves onto her ‘roommate’ who is similarly subjected. They try to escape, and find even more corpses of women in a barn, each with their own ‘imaginative injuries’. Both women have their own dedicated rape scenes, and objectification is taken to the extreme with one woman’s “oral lips being sewn to her lady lips.” The amount of effort and time that is spent during these scenes describing everything in intimate detail – from The Slob’s genitals to the woman’s injuries – shows an obsessive approach to this violence. Everything else in the book is simply filler from one torture scene to the next. Harold is mentally retarded and mostly unable to understand or communicate with most other people. This makes him so vulnerable to so many bad things. Even though Vera loves him and wants to see the good in him, how far will this apple fall from the tree? Or, will it be the sins of the father type of story? And that’s fair. THE SLOB is extremely graphic, vile, disgusting, disturbing, and upsetting. Readers definitely should be warned. Aron Beauregard has written an excellent sequel to The Slob. I highly recommend it to splatterpunk readers.

This is gross. Vile. Upsetting. Graphic. Depressing. Nauseating. Tragic. Insert 57 other disturbing adjectives here. The narrative, as always, flowed brilliantly and descriptively and kept me hooked from word one! If I didn't have to sleep, I would've read it in one sitting, but alas, it took me two! (No housework got done, which is pretty apt for this story! 😉) After thoroughly enjoying Aron's 'The Slob,' but being slightly unsure and sceptical regarding the title and continuation of the sequel 'Son of The Slob,' I went into this read feeling a certain amount of trepidation, being very uncertain about what to expect as wanting to avoid any watering down of the wonderful original with perhaps a ridiculous, second-rate storyline that didn't give the first book of the series the justice it deserved. However, I am delighted to report that, from the very outset, these concerns were proven to be totally unfounded. What a first-rate treat, totally awesome...and I genuinely, genuinely absolutely 'LOVED IT!!'And you would rightly say, that nobody is forcing me to read about it. But I like to read splatterpunk stories. Unfortunately for me, sloppy poo stories are trendy nowadays. So I have to endure my discomfort. This time it was worth it. Yep, loved 'The Slob' and loved 'The Son of Slob' too, so cannot wait to find out what the master, that is AB, has in store for us next.

This book reminded me of the Wrong Turn movie series because of the “meat grinder” thingy. Barbaric and filthy disgusting.

Son of the Slob

Vera’s son is the product of utter depravity. Harold, the sinister seed left by the man who took everything from her, continues to blossom in nauseating fashion. His features and habits are stomach-churning, vividly familiar, and becoming more disturbing by the day. Determined to coax out the bright side of her child that she sees an occasional glimpse of, Vera strives for normalcy. But will the faint light she’s chasing shine through the darkness or will she be left cleaning up another gruesome mess? Everything was going well until the doorstep to hell opened for her. It would’ve been a completely different story had Edward Scissorhands was the one at the other side of the door but alas! It was a giant-fetid-dirt-ridden-slob! Ew. You should know that my review will be influenced by my violent reaction to the description of fecal matters in books. I really, really don't like reading about it. I don't know why, but every time I read a story with feces descriptions, I visualize them and my brain imagines the smell. I often end up almost barfing. The Slob" starts off crazy slow, but that's all good and dandy as we're using this time to get invested in our protagonist. It's when the book hits its 45-50% marker that things get nasty. I don’t wanna describe the “horrendous torture” that Vera experienced at the hands of the Slob in great detail because I feel like I’m gonna throw up if I do.

This story is heartbreaking as we are forced into this world, that sadly, besides Harold’s character, is all too real. Depression, overwhelmed parents, an extremely unhealthy home environment for Harold, as well as Daniel and Vera, makes this harder to read. Vera is not sharing her bed with her husband Daniel anymore. In fact, they rarely even talk, even though they still live in the same house. He can’t get over the trauma of having lost his own unborn child because of the disgusting deeds The Slob did to his wife. And he can’t forgive Vera for keeping the son of The Slob. The bar has been set. For any of you who feels the violence and depravity is the most important part of the story, you need to read this book to learn about character development - because when the reader cares for the protagonist, they can FEEL the bad things happening. The Slob by Aron Beauregard brings forth an unpleasant reality of intimate violation and torment. The reader should be aware physical violence and horrendous acts of defilement is a common thread throughout this splatterpunk novella.I didn’t think I could read anything more disgusting or disturbing than The Slob, but Aron Beauregard has outdone himself with Son of the Slob. Vera's son is the product of utter depravity. Harold, the sinister seed left by the man who took everything from her, continues to blossom in nauseating fashion. His features and habits are stomach-churning, vividly familiar, and becoming more disturbing by the day. Determined to coax out the bright side of her child that she sees an occasional glimpse of, Vera strives for normalcy. But will the faint light she's chasing shine through the darkness or will she be left cleaning up another gruesome mess? In my review, I mentioned that it will be the story which sets the bar for extreme stories from then on. Yes, ultra extreme in terms of the level of violence and sexual activity, but those aspects of the read just felt like much needed natural and essential elements which were required to enhance the pleasure and enjoyment of reading about such a grisly, gruesome and utterly grotesque despicable humanistic encounter.