The prophets had been right. Their skulls and sticks, their writing across the sky had foretold the coming of the end. It had only been a matter of time. After devouring most of Stephen King's works, I sought another author to satisfy my craving and tried Peter Straub, Dan Simmons, and Clive Barker. While all were excellent, none quite matched the mark like Robert R McCammon. So far, I've read his fantastic Wolf's Hour, the brilliant novella collection I Travel by Night, the stupendous historical fiction series Mathew Corbett, and perhaps my favorite book ever, the post-apocalyptic masterpiece Swan Song. McCammon is truly an amazing author, not just in horror but across genres. He started in horror, and after deciding to read his entire collection, I quickly grabbed a copy of his debut, Baal.
Baal was McCammon's first full novel, written while working in a department store. He had some negative feelings about it and even pulled his first three novels from publication, as he felt he was learning to write in the public eye and they didn't reflect his true writing ability. However, after consultation with his publisher, he put them back into print, much to my delight. It gave me a chance to see his growth as an author.
The story of Baal is a raw, pulpy horror on a global scale, told in three acts. It begins in the sixties when a young woman is brutally raped and left with a satanic child. The story jumps forward, and we see the antichrist causing chaos in an orphanage, then growing up to become a dark prophet in Kuwait with a cult following. Our main protagonist, theology professor James Varga, enters the scene on the hunt for a missing colleague. I don't want to give away too much more, so you'll have to read it for yourself.
The writing in Baal is good for a debut novel, with McCammon showing a real talent for painting a vivid picture without explicitly telling the reader. However, there are some issues that a more mature McCammon would not make, such as some awkward metaphors and POV switches. The time jumps in the narrative also lack distinction, making it feel like time hasn't really passed. The characters are varied and distinct, but slightly undeveloped. James Varga is a character I connected with, but his late introduction was a bit confusing.
Overall, I really enjoyed Baal, despite its flaws. It's an imaginative and involving story that reminded me of The Omen, but in parts, it was even better. It's a testament to McCammon's talent that his first novel is better than many horror novels out there. While it's at times amateurish, it's still a lot of fun to read. I would recommend starting with some of McCammon's later works, such as Boys Life, Swan Song, Wolf's Hour, or Gone South, to get a better sense of his writing style. Then you can go back and read his early stuff and see how much he's improved. Thank me later. Cheers!