I've had some crummy weekend getaways in my time, but certainly nothing on par with what John and Rachel Baxter are forced to endure. Rather than spending a romantic weekend repairing their marriage, the two's road-trip gets off to a rocky start when they're followed by a menacing, souped-up black truck to their rental cabin in the woods.
To say much more would be to spoil Tom Deady's fast-paced novella of violence and mayhem, so that's all the synopsis you'll get from me. Weekend Getaway chugs along with eye-watering rapidity, and while the abuse John and Rachel Baxter endure are well depicted it's the emotional element of the work where Deady really shines. John suffers from panic attacks, and filtering the first half of this novella through his paranoid, anxious viewpoint provides a wonderfully charged narrative. I couldn't help but get swept up in John's nightmares, while at the same time questioning their validity and his reliability as a narrator. Deady uses this paranoia to great effect, directing readers toward a specific threat and then an even grander reveal.
I will admit, though, that there were a few specific plot-points and conveniences that very briefly interrupted my willing suspension of disbelief, though. There's a late-game revelation about the nature of the sadistic villain that didn't quite jibe with me and felt like an unnecessary addition. Although this particular aspect didn't entirely work for me, it did nothing to rob me of this story's sheer entertainment value overall. I was pretty well swept up in the Baxters misadventures and curious to see how Deady was going to wrap up everything.
Weekend Getaway is the perfect, breezy, weekend read. It's jam-packed with peril and occasional viciousness, kind of like the Baxter marriage, come to think of it...
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