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Book Title: Night of the Crabs|
The size of the: 482 KB
Edition: New English Library
Date of issue: July 2nd 1976
ISBN 13: 9780450029424
The author of the book: Guy N. Smith
Format files: PDF
Read full description of the books:**A FEW PRELIMINARIES FOR THE DISCERNING BIBLIOPHILE**
1. This book is called “Night of the Crabs.”
2. This book is NOT called "An Meaningful Exploration into the Depth and Meaning of Classic American Literature."
3. This book's cover shows a giganto, ill-tempered CRABosaurus sporting a stool-dropping "don't come hither" look in its glowing, red eyes.
4. The publishers of this book chose for its marketing tag line to be "In The Tradition of Rats"
The above should clue you that we are dealing with a certain quality of plot complexity, intelligent dialogue and deft characterization. The same standard of quality that made the films of Ed Wood and Roger Corman so famous and gave Mystery Science Theater 3000 the material to become the greatest show ever.
With that in mind, reading this book was just like watching one of those 1950's monster movies that they used show on Saturday mornings. You know, the ones you used to watch through one bloodshot eye while you tried in vain to reconstruct the previous evening's Tequila-fueled round of misdemeanors. Well, this book would qualify as one of the better quality "bad" movies and I had a TON of FUN with it.
Smith knows the kind of book he is writing and keeps the pace brisk by wasting no time on minutia like plot, character development or dialogue. He does, however, leave room for healthy amounts of hokey, campy and corny and I spent much of the story with an ear to ear grin on my face. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it and plan on reading at least one of the sequels to see if the magic can continue.
Of course, be advised that you will be cheering for the CRABzillas in this story as the human inhabitants are so hopelessly inept that by the time they get ripped into gory chunks of stupidity you're just sighing thankfully that they've been flushed out of the human gene pool before they had a chance to breed. That is, of course, except for our intrepid hero, Professor Cliff Davenport, whose genius and MacGyver-like ability to squeeze out of tight situations and develop “on the fly” solutions to seemingly unsolvable problems is a “groan inducing” joy to behold.
And that man can rap too. Here is a sample of a few of my favorite quotes from old Professor Problem-solver:
- In trying to describe the invulnerability of the Crabs to the inept military leaders, the Prof says, “You haven’t seen these monsters. If you had, you’d know what I mean. I’d have to see ’em blown to smithereens with my own eyes before I’d believe they’re not invincible.”...This, of course, is a classic restatement of the scientific method.
- Later, upon seeing the leader of the Crabs (oh yes, Crabbies got themselves a head honcho), the Professor curses, “King Crab!!...See the Devil? Twice as big as the others. He’s more cunning than any human being. Somehow he’s got them out there [hiding]. But how?” ...Only a brilliant, scientific mind could intuit such sly cunning on the part of King Crab by simply looking at him.
To top off the wonderful, schlocky goodness that is “Night of the Crabs,” I must mention the obligatory love affair between Professor Hero and his beautiful, one dimensional, bubble-headed love interest (when she speaks you can actually hear an echo). This is the kind of torrid, smoky romance that will cause readers to re-examine their own pathetic lives and dream of finding someone who can make them this happy. How often, if ever, in your own life can you honestly say you have felt this much: “His loins were fully charged with emotion and he would dearly love to have taken her.” Not only beautifully said, but it really makes you think doesn’t it.
Bottom-line, if the title, the cover and above quotes make you think you would like this, odds are you will. Me, I had a lot of fun with it.
Read information about the authorI was born on November 21, 1939, in the small village of Hopwas, near Tamworth, Staffordshire, England. My mother was a pre-war historical novelist (E. M. Weale) and she always encouraged me to write.
I was first published at the age of 12 in The Tettenhall Observer, a local weekly newspaper. Between 1952-57 I wrote 56 stories for them, many serialized. In 1990 I collated these into a book entitled Fifty Tales from the Fifties.
My father was a dedicated bank manager and I was destined for banking from birth. I accepted it but never found it very interesting. During the early years when I was working in Birmingham, I spent most of my lunch hours in the Birmingham gun quarter. I would have loved to have served an apprenticeship in the gun trade but my father would not hear of it.
Shooting (hunting) was my first love, and all my spare time was spent in this way. In 1961 I designed and made a 12-bore shotgun, intending to follow it up with six more, but I did not have the money to do this. I still use the Guy N. Smith short-barrelled magnum. During 1960-67 I operated a small shotgun cartridge loading business but this finished when my components suppliers closed down and I could no longer obtain components at competitive prices.
My writing in those days only concerned shooting. I wrote regularly for most of the sporting magazines, interspersed with fiction for such magazines as the legendary London Mystery Selection, a quarterly anthology for which I contributed 18 stories between 1972-82.
In 1972 I launched my second hand bookselling business which eventually became Black Hill Books. Originally my intention was to concentrate on this and maybe build it up to a full-time business which would enable me to leave banking. Although we still have this business, writing came along and this proved to be the vehicle which gave me my freedom.
I wrote a horror novel for the New English Library in 1974 entitled Werewolf by Moonlight. This was followed by a couple more, but it was Night of the Crabs in 1976 which really launched me as a writer. It was a bestseller, spawning five sequels, and was followed by another 60 or so horror novels through to the mid-1990's. Amicus bought the film rights to Crabs in 1976 and this gave me the chance to leave banking and by my own place, including my shoot, on the Black Hill.
The Guy N. Smith Fan Club was formed in 1990 and still has an active membership. We hold a convention every year at my home which is always well attended.
Around this time I became Poland's best-selling author. Phantom Press published two GNS books each month, mostly with print runs of around 100,000.
I have written much, much more than just horror; crime and mystery (as Gavin Newman), and children's animal novels (as Jonathan Guy). I have written a dozen or so shooting and countryside books, a book on Writing Horror Fiction (A. & C. Black). In 1997 my first full length western novel, The Pony Riders was published by Pinnacle in the States.
With 100-plus books to my credit, I was looking for new challenges. In 1999 I formed my own publishing company and began to publish my own books. They did rather well and gave me a lot of satisfaction. We plan to publish one or two every year.
Still regretting that I had not served an apprenticeship in the gun trade, the best job of my life dropped into my lap in 1999 when I was offered the post of Gun Editor of The Countryman's Weekly, a weekly magazine which covers all field sports. This entails my writing five illustrated feature articles a week on guns, cartridges, deer stalking, big game hunting etc.
Alongside this we have expanded our mail order second hand crime fiction business, still publish a few books, and I find as much time as possible for shooting.
Jean, my wife, helps with the business. Our four children, Rowan, Tara, Gavin and Angus have all moved away from home but they visit on a regular basis.
I would not want to live anywhere other than m
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