Nathan Slaughter, a hard-edged, burned-out cop from Detroit, has been the Chief of Police in Potter's Field, Wyoming, ever since he was shot in a liqour store robbery. Fleeing from a nervous breakdown and the insecurity that followed, Slaughter fails at raising horses in the mountain town and then accepts the Chief job, more to compensate for his own fears than anything else. His job leaves him mostly chasing down the town drunk and dogs that bark all night. But then ranchers began to find their cattle killed and mutilated and a young boy, bitten by a raccon, vicisouly attacks his mother, biting and ripping at her throat like a wild animal. Theese unusual crimes bear an unusual connection to a 1960's hippie commune, long thought defunct. Slaughter must learn the connection before the town boils over into mayhem with the townspeople either quickly going mad or bent on murder.

Slaughter (another winner for best character name ever used) is driven by the need to control himself and his surroundings. His fear of failure and insecurity disgust him so thoroughly that he often over reacts, puffing out and over compensating for the weak behavior. As is usually the case, no one in his circle of friends and colleagues sees any weakness in him; his feelings of weakness are singularly personal. The story is really an examination in the human struggle to gain and maintain control of emotions and fears, with Slaughter as its main subject. Other characters are also afflicted in varying degrees with the same troubles and each deals with them differently and with varied success. The primary character besides Slaughter who faces such demons is Dunlap, another burn-out. Dunlap is a reporter with a serious drinking problem, who is often sent to the bottle of a morning to get through the day. The juxtaposition of Slaughter and Dunlap, their small victories and defeats in the battle to stay in control is the driving force behind the book.

Morrell, typically known for thrillers and espionage, takes on the classic story of the werewolve and gives it a new life, attempting to ascribe a scientific explanation for the origin of the myth. As usual, Morrell gives us characters much more carefully and deeply drawn than is the norm for the horro genre. Indeed, the first publication of the story in 1979 was an abbreviated version of the story Morrell actually wrote. The publisher was unhappy with both the length of the book and the lack of a 'love interest'. Morrell succombed and gave the publishing house what they wanted. In 1991, however, after the novel had gained recognition, he found the orginal manuscript and gave it to a publisher willing to stick with his vision. The result is a true, classic horror story, only better written than most.

The only disappointment, for me,were the last two to three pages. I was happy with the ending, as Morrell gave Slaughter an opportunity to go to extraordinary lengths to gain control. But Morrell opted to put together a ragtag 'family' of sorts for Slaughter, built from the survivors of the final, bloody battle. The group and some of the things Slaughter says in the last few paragraphs seemed inconsistent with the rest of the character's life on the pages. Nonetheless, this is a great book and I'd recommend it to anyone, especially horror fans or Morrell fans who haven't read it yet.

4 bones!!!! ( )

Just finished a reread of this one, and it's still a great horror novel - one of the all time greats for me. It has pace, verve, genuine thrills and scares and maintains a humanity in the characters all the way through to the climax. It's a wonderful thing and I love it. ( )

*Partial spoilers ahead*

Horror is practically extinct as a genre of popular fiction these days: it died a slow death after the market became oversaturated with an excess of gaudy, brightly-colored paperbacks in the 1980s and early '90s. (Not coincidentally, this was the same period in which the horror film died, and largely for the same reasons.) Most of them were poorly and hastily written; they were not meant to stand the test of time, and they haven't. A few of these novels, however, have transcended the narrow confines of their era and target audience. One of them is David Morrell's The Totem, which arrived at the very beginning of the horror boom in 1979. It's a modern, non-supernatural take on the mythology of the werewolf, and manages to be both intellectually and viscerally satisfying. I was profoundly disturbed by the ending, which is exactly what I look for (but so rarely find) in a horror novel.

Essential reading! Four and a half stars. ( )

The small Wyoming town of Potters Field is in the middle of cattle and horse country. When animals begin to get mutilated wild dogs, wolves, coyotes or even a cougar are the usual suspects, except the livestock is not being eaten, just eviscerated. Enter (appropriately named) Nathan Slaughter, transplanted Detroit cop looking for a quieter life, unsuccessful horse breeder and current sheriff. That quiet life is about to blown out of the water. Slaughter is eventually joined by a washed up, alcoholic reporter hoping for a big story to get his life and career back on track, a medical examiner with daddy issues and the local Mayor who refuses to give up his power no matter what the cost. As they muddle through the clues as to what might be happening up on the ridge strange events begin to happen in town as well.

I picked up this (audio) book for several reasons; I am a David Morrell fan, the book was listed in one of the volumes of Best 100 Horror Books, I was looking for a good scary story to read and by Mr. Morrell’s own admission he was not satisfied with the first publication of the book in 1979 so went back to the original manuscript and republished the book “the way it was supposed to be published” without the extensive editing and the publisher’s mandate that it include a “love interest”. I have not read the original publication but, honestly, cannot imagine that it could have been any worse than this edition. Believe me, it was difficult to write that sentence because I am such a fan of Mr. Morrell. When the story started I was anticipating a good horror story with, possibly, some elements of Native American folklore woven in – there was a tease of that, but it was never really expanded. Maybe it should have been? Then is took a sharp right turn into becoming a medical thriller. The story stayed on that course for the rest of the book, but it was a curvy road at best, drawing in elements that made me think there were going to be supernatural transformations (nope), or ghosts (nope), or at the very least maybe a mythical beast hanging out in the wilds of Wyoming (nope). Well, then there was this cult that set up a commune in the 1970’s that all disappeared … no that theme was never really tied up with any kind of satisfaction.

Wow, this was one confused book. The only story line that caused me a slight shiver and goose bumps was the little boy sneaking out of bed at night in search of a raccoon he saw. His fear of how his parents would react when they discovered he snuck out created a more tangible sense of foreboding than did any of the other so called horrors in the book. I loved being privy to his thought processes as he was scheming and worrying about how to keep himself out of trouble. Unfortunately, that whole episode went off the rails too quickly and then totally got lost in the muddled confusion of the rest of the book. I plodded along hoping eventually it would all come together in a huge AHA! moment at the end. Sadly, it didn’t. When the muttering blob came crawling down Main Street I threw my hands in the air (figuratively since I usually listen to audio books in the car) and just kept listening to see how on earth this was all going to end. In case you are curious – not well.

If you are looking for good vintage David Morrell pick up Creepers (scary), First Blood (action) or even The Spy Who Came For Christmas (humorous espionage) … don’t start (or maybe even bother) with The Totem.
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NIL