I believe this 70s horror book would cause Insanity or a loss of IQ points if read - Eat Them Alive by Pierce Nace or HOW I REVEALED MY UNTREATED AND ALL-ENCOMPASSING MENTAL ILLNESS TO THE PUBLIC

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From time to time I like to listen to book reviews through my phone on the ol' Toobz while I'm doing other things, and not too long ago the Algorithm stumbled upon something completely irrational that made me stop what I was doing and check out the screen on my phone. It was a fellow from the channel Send Me A Bad Book:

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His review was of a book from 1977 called Eat Them Alive, by author Pierce Nace.

According to the video, the book starts off following a protagonist called Dyke (prone to daydreaming and monologuing) who is sailing on the ocean and who wants revenge over his mutilation at the hands of his former gang (he tried to rip them off, they caught him and took his genitals then left him for dead). He stumbles upon an island and experiences an earthquake on arrival. The Earthquake reveals 8' tall giant mantises that were underground, and he ends up thinking about using them for revenge.

He manages to capture one using a fishing net, because why not? Deciding to train it, he daydreams of all the people he wants to have it eat while he laughs maniacally in the background, cockless and vengeful. He takes it home, feeds it monkeys he somehow has, names it Slayer, and when someone tries to steal from him he feeds the thief to Slayer.

Next, he discovers a village of people on the Carnivore Diet, and they let him know there's yet another island of giant mantises. After this, he decides he needs some sort of chemical he can use to make his pet not want to eat him. He's able to craft a concoction that he either imbibes or smears on himself that prevents his giant mantis from wanting to consume him, and it starts to act like a dog that knows it's own name and follows commands.

He heads back to the village, convinces some of the villagers to go on a boatride with him for a getaway, and takes them to the second island of giant mantises that they told him about. He watches them exit the boat and start getting eaten by the big bugs. He apparently brought Slayer with him, and lets him free among these other mantises. The other mantises start to follow Slayers' lead, and Dyke then loads up the boat with these fucking things so he can take them to his gang for the revenge he's dreamt of.

Dyke leads Slayer and the other mantises to another village of people who are promptly eaten, and he heads for the member of the gang that cut off his junk: Pete. He doesn't have to search hard, finds him pretty quickly with his family, and holds him at gunpoint. His intention is that Pete will watch Slayer eat his family, but he also manages to get the location of the other gang members from Pete as well.

Apparently the online audiobook isn't complete, and the reviewer had to look up other reviews to find out he missed nothing worthwhile. However, there is an entry on TVTropes that reveals this wasn't written by some 70s incel dipshit, but a woman:

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I've since found a copy online for C$ 323.94, and there's no way in hell I'd ever pay that for this incredible mess. I might try to give the audiobook a go, but knowing most of the story and that fact that it's missing the end makes me wary to bother. I figure if I can read the Doom Novels by Dafydd Ab Hugh, I could probably get through this retardation.

Edit: thanks for @MerelyAPlateOfSpaghetti I've read the end of the book, starting from where the audiobook leaves off. Dyke does indeed have his Mantises eat his enemies and their families, but he misses the brother of his last victim, who in turn finds his own horde of mantises and brings a boatload of them to Dyke. After an all-out Giant Mantis war, the brother shoots Dyke in the chest, and while Slayer does kill him, he then turns on Dyke.

Review of the plot since I didn't read the entire thing: -4/10, would marvel at the sheer atrocity of a "chris-chan comic" about it tho

In any event, this has gotten me wondering what the strangest or most insane books you Kiwis have learned of or read yourselves. If any of you have read this, let me know.
 
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However, there is an entry on TVTropes that reveals this wasn't written by some 70s incel dipshit, but a woman

It's actually more common than you think. There are may books under pseudonyms because it was easier for a man to get published in a certain genre and sometimes you didn't want your name associated due to how others may think of you, a woman, writing that book.

It's certainly a bizarre giant bug tale. Going to all these islands gleefully feeding villagers to giant mantises despite that have nothing to do with his revenge quest. Never mind the fact that the revenge quest stems from having his dick cut off.

The giant bug genre had some popularity in the 50s and 60s and there were a number of giant mantis movies in particular. Maybe the author grew up watching them.
 
From what I know about praying mantids, they are ambush predators. They stand still and wait for prey to come to them and then strike. They aren't especially fast crawlers. I don't think I would have too hard a time fighting off a giant praying mantis as long as I stayed out of range of its arms.
 
A thousand years ago, I was introduced to Orson Scott Card's most famous work - Ender's Game. I really enjoyed it, so as you do I went searching for more of his works. The sequels were a bit over my head at the time (I was like 14) but they were still enjoyable, so I started to work my way through his catalogue of writings. Both the series of Enders Shadow and Tales of Alvin Maker were enjoyable, although in retrospect knowing the OSC was Mormon makes the Alvin Maker series pretty funny.

Then we get to A Planet Called Treason. The overall plot is interesting enough - a planet of banished political prisoners must trade their wardens for the most precious of substances - hard metals like iron. The planet, for reasons, lacks useful hard metal. The protagonists noble house trades in body parts, for they have developed (i.e.: eugenicized) superhuman regeneration abilities and harvesting organs and limbs from "donors" is merely an inconvenience for said donor.

Ok cool so far, but it goes off the rails almost immediately. Our main character, described as basically Mormon Chad Thundercock, turns out to be a "radical regenerative" - people who are unbounded by their normal form. Their bodies continuously grow, like a cancer. Extra arms, eyes, organs. How is this expressed in the story? He grows a giant pair of tits.

For most of the book, the plot is entirely centered on this.

At the time, it came across more like "haha Bugs Bunny crossdressing" than "The Authors Barely Disguised Fetish" but I'm not sure anymore.

Like, its not a crack fueled nightmare book like the one in the OP. It's sort of like if you were a brand new Steven King fan and you were reading through his books and then you get to the gangbang scene in IT. Its the kind of thing that completely changes your perspective of an author.
 
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This book sounds like someone's fetish than a pretense for a novel? I'm also wondering how the writer got this published back in the day? Only really seedy publishers released books that were kinda off usually only if it had a few sex scenes in it so it could pull the perv crowd. This was years way before self publishing or indie publishing was piss easy. The book honestly would've made a decent trashy drive in movie back then I suppose? Guess the biggest obstacles to a film version would be the mantis effects but seriously back then they just spliced clip footage into scenes way up to 80s so maybe it'd be cheap as fuck to make. I wonder if the author if she wrote or published anything else? Or is she the Harper Lee of giant bug eating horror this is her To Kill A Mockingbird her One n Done?
 
This book sounds like someone's fetish than a pretense for a novel? I'm also wondering how the writer got this published back in the day? Only really seedy publishers released books that were kinda off usually only if it had a few sex scenes in it so it could pull the perv crowd. This was years way before self publishing or indie publishing was piss easy. The book honestly would've made a decent trashy drive in movie back then I suppose? Guess the biggest obstacles to a film version would be the mantis effects but seriously back then they just spliced clip footage into scenes way up to 80s so maybe it'd be cheap as fuck to make. I wonder if the author if she wrote or published anything else? Or is she the Harper Lee of giant bug eating horror this is her To Kill A Mockingbird her One n Done?
I saw people say that the whole thing is just vorefag fetish slop before vorefaggotry was a known thing.
 
I saw people say that the whole thing is just vorefag fetish slop before vorefaggotry was a known thing.
I'm inclined to agree:

"Chapter Eleven

‘The women whom Slayer had stripped of their breasts were wailing and screaming by turns, raising their hands as if to stop the blood that poured from their torn bodies, running in circles about the camp, seeking escape from being further eaten by the green insects."

Apparently Slayer's favorite part to eat is breasts.
 
Instead of working today, I closed my office door and read this book while pretending that I was attending to something important.

To begin with, one needs to understand that this is 70s horror pulp and adjust expectations accordingly. Absolutely not a mainstream work. Think any low budget B-movie horror flick shlock. The 70s and 90s were, in my opinion, two of the greatest decades in terms of general experimental creativity. Pulp like this was able to get away with much lower standards for quality as it filled a niche and was a bit scandalous, and was unlike other works you'd see. Printed and published on the cheap.

With that in mind, knowing that the writer was a woman ahead of time, I actually had a lot of fun with it for what it was. It was a fascinating insight into the psychology and worldview of the author as a woman from the 1970s writing under a pseudonym in a "shameful" genre as much as it was a piece of escapist fiction. I feel like there was absolutely an air of fetishistic sexuality present by the writer in the concept and execution, but it wasn't anything that made me especially uncomfortable as a modern reader. The hot-dog-getting-split section was actually the one part that most made me squeamish versus the gratuitous repetitive flesh feasting. The bugs have a particular fixation on women's breasts, and the main character appears to 'get off' as much as he is able by inflicting violence on victims.

The dialog is absolutely terrible from start to finish ("you damn whiteys!") and the 2D stock characters that fill the roster are as much walking bug fodder as they are people. As such, I felt very little sympathy or compassion for any of them as a reader even as their infants get brained while they are forced to watch. The main character is the only one that's semi-interesting despite being completely unbelievable, but he can't go two paragraphs without talking about being a eunuch. Interestingly, despite so much of the plot being driven by and text devoted to his maiming, the specific details of his castration (partial? full?) aren't made entirely clear at any point. What I actually found quite distracting was the fact that he apparently kept his vitality, looks, and relative health despite being a mangled eunuch, but that can be forgiven due to lack of widespread knowledge on the subject when it was written. The ending was extremely abrupt and out of left field, as if the author wrote herself into a corner and didn't know where to go with it. Completely random and bizarre, although spectacular, like an elementary school kid thought something up on the spot to end a story he was telling.

All things considered, is it bad? Absolutely. Is it the worst thing I've ever read for what it is? No, not at all. The concept is interesting enough for me to want to see where it goes in a short book, the events that happen are kind of fun, the dialog is so bad that it's entertaining, and I had fun with it as a reader venturing into the shamed imagination of a 1970s woman writing by flashlight hiding in the attic at night. I'd actually recommend it to people that like bad horror films and the like.

CAVEAT: I was already quite the mentally ill retard prior to reading Eat Them Alive, so unfortunately I am unable to weigh in on that portion
 
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