Tyron had true matinee idol rugged good looks and a successful acting career, so that would be enough for many. You know the type. You do love him because you want to BE him, but you hate the fact that you can’t. So, you rather jealously remain ambivalent. That guy in your dorm at college you didn’t know if you should love or hate.
Tryon is one of those guys who you used to just have to shake your head at. There is a dawning that echoes from the experience and makes one ask “Where the hell was I?” Or perhaps my first experience with Bananas Foster, the flames uniting the flavors of the dish in sweet perfection. I suppose it’s rather like actually trying a genuine NY bagel for the first time… Alllll warm and chewy, piled in bacon / scallion cream cheese. How could this have happened? In my meanderings through all things horror… How could I have missed these seminal works of modern horror? How could I have never taken the time to explore Tryon’s work? “I have just discovered Thomas Tryon,” your TSFP author says VERY sheepishly. AND… It’s fitting that I am penning this post from the “library” in our new digs, because today’s reviews are of two absolute PILLARS of modern horror lit.
I return to normalcy at “The Strange, Far Places” after settling with the family into a new home here in Cedar Park, Texas, FINALLY beginning to bring to an end this crazy cross-country relocation process.
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