Bracher, with the help of a rich asshole Hull, hopes to find things at his research center that will, say, kill black people without harming whites. It takes a strong stomach to come to grips with Bracher, and his dialogue and views. Bracher is truly a vile man, completely given over to the 'race war', e.g., the one that 'whitie' is losing to the 'mud people'. Situated in North Dakota, Bracher runs a large genetic research station there, but all is not what it seems. Further, they remain the same age as when they were first turned.Ĭaptain Bracher quickly emerges as our main protagonist (although one of several main characters). Sackett's werewolves are essentially impossible to kill they do not eat or drink outside of their monthly 'turn', you cannot cut them, hurt them with bullets, and silver is a joke. Sackett definitely puts a unique twist on this sub-genre, however, and one that I did not expect. From the front cover and the title, it is obvious that this novel features werewolves lets just say a well worn horror trope. Published in 1990, MOTW rides the coattails of the paperbacks from hell era, but the sophisticated plot sets it apart to a degree. Rather mixed on this one at times I thought it would be a solid 4, and then maybe a 2, so I will go with 3 stars.
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