Bill Roberts is a redneck. He’s as white trash as they come
and lives with his dead mother whom he’s wrapped in garbage bags and doused in
perfume to mask the putrid smell of decomposed flesh. Life is good. However,
Bill runs out of money when he’s unable to forge his mother’s signature for her
disability checks. What could possibly be the best plan of action for Bill? Rob
a fireworks stand. A brilliant idea that anyone who lives or visits rural,
county areas around the Forth of July can imagine would be great premise for a
crime story.
Joe R. Lansdale’s 1999 novel takes a rural crime premise and
infuses it with a touch of Tod Browning’s Freaks(1939). Lansdale’s works are a fine example of mashing several genres
together forging a new genre that’s both refreshing and unpredictable. The scenario
described in the opening paragraph is only the first chapter. The heist goes
horribly wrong and Bill winds up chased through the swamps by the police. His
cohorts have either both been shot and/or bitten by deadly viper snakes in the
marsh. Exhausted, Bill passes out on a dry bank only to find his face supper
for an infestation of mosquitoes. Rescued by a travelling entourage of carnival
freaks, Bill meets the inhabitants that include the bearded lady, Conrad the Wonder
dog-boy, the Siamese twins, and a strange white haired commander of the troupe,
named Frost, that has an extra hand growing out of his chest. The motley
ensemble of freaks chants “one of us, one of us” in a literary tip of the hat to
Browning’s Freaks.
Lansdale uses the familiar tropes of the crime genre to
build his narrative and then deliberately steers in another direction. With
Bill’s face a swollen mess, the freaks are able to relate with him and a bond
forms. Bill agrees to work with the troupe until he recovers, but soon finds
his place and continues after his recovery, working and driving the trailers
for the carnival on its summer tour of the small Texas towns. Frost lets him
stay in the refrigerated camper that houses the main attraction of the
carnival: the frozen, mummified corpse of a possible Neanderthal man nicknamed “The
Ice Man”. Frost later explains that the frozen corpse was a purchase that
included a story explaining its reputed biblical origins of the missing body of
Christ while hinting at a supernatural curse that comes with the package.
If that doesn’t have your attention, Lansdale introduces the
femme fatale of the piece: Frost’s wife. Gidget’s constantly described in various
states of revealing daisy dukes, bra-less midriffs, nighties, and nakedness.
She’s captured Bill’s attention from the start, by not only her figure, but
also her apparent normalcy. She’s the only member of the carnival troupe that’s
not disfigured or deformed. She’s been seduced by Frost’s kindness and accepted
his hand in marriage even though she’s revolted by his other hand growing out
of his chest. She forces him to wear a glove on it during their frequent lovemaking.
Gidget has plans to take over the carnival and knows that the Ice Man
attraction is her ticket out.
Here comes the powerhouse James M. Cain noir connection and
the pivot point for the novel. Now it is ThePostman Always Rings Twice (1934) meets Freaks.
Gidget coerces Bill to do her bidding and murder Frost so that she can take
over the carnival. Using her body to control Bill’s thoughts, she’s able to lay
out a fiendish plot to mask Frost’s murder as an accident while painting on the
carnival’s Ferris wheel. Suspense builds by the planning and the execution of
this deed; however, it should be no surprise, and without giving anything away,
that something will go wrong.
While no pun intended, these brief plot descriptions are
just the tip of the iceberg. Lansdale grabs the reader, shakes them up, and
spits them out. What really grabs me is the inability to pinpoint the direction
the story is supposed to move. This provides an exciting narrative that
constantly offers surprise twists with quite familiar story elements that mixes
different genres such as horror and crime. I’m not overly familiar with
Lansdale’s work. The film adaptation of his novella Bubba Ho-Tep (2002) being the first that comes to mind and proves
that Lansdale’s work defies categorization. Also, the recently filmed Cold in July (2014) adaptation is what
attracted me to pull Freezer Burn off
my shelf and read it for this blog. I was not disappointed.