By Tracy Crockett
I can attest that there is one writer who has taken all of this talk of sexual deviancy to downright filthy levels, and Alex Johnson is also known for writing some of the most beautiful prose that tortures my fragile little heart, if that’s even possible. And at this point, I must admit that Mr. Johnson does just that!
Now to one of the few stories I’ve read that made me blush. Dr. Meat is a work of grotesque horror pornography that leaves a strange taste in your mouth and, for some readers, may recall other non-literary experiences. After reading Dr. Meat, I felt like I needed to go to rehab. The extreme sex and utterly abhorrent visions rush into your mouth so hard that it’ll make you feel as if you’ve just taken 8 Perkocets and washed them down with a bottle of moonshine.
Dr. Meat uses a wry homage to everyday society and a dreamy, injectable hallucination to draw you into a drug-fueled world populated by genetic freaks. His musings are reminiscent of Kafka raping Pyramid Head and slamming his face into the ground. This is a must-read if you want to experience what it feels like to be tripped. The absurd destructiveness of his writing is incredible and admirable in itself. Most people wouldn’t even attempt a story like this.
His style is certainly unique. There are few people who can make you unsure whether you are completely turned on or want to puke. A few may have names like Jeff O’Brien and Robin Dover, but none of them have blown me away like Johnson has. I recently started reading “Outlaw Circus” and from what I have read, I don’t think I am mistaken. Now I realize that I may not have explained too much about Dr. Meat’s story, but I really want you to experience it for yourself. I will just give you one idea: I really, really want cookies because of this.
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score:5/5
