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‘Leslie McManus’ – Jackboot Girls

Posted by demonik on October 6, 2009

‘Leslie McManus’ – Jackboot Girls (New English Library, March 1971)




Hitler’s edict of “breed for Germany” went unheeded by the Wolverines. They had more brutal plans for their lithe and smouldering bodies. They wanted total victory over men.

The Wolverines belonged to an all-female S.S. battalion which operated according to the sexual, obsessions of its leader, Helga Schwartz. They were notorious interro­gators whose authority to enforce their perversions went unchallenged by their cowering victims. With their women prisoners they were sadistically inventive. With each other they were uninhibited. With men they were vile, crazed, uncontrollable.

JACKBOOT GIRLS brings to light the dark depravity that was Nazi Germany

Grief! well, it’s certainly HORRIBLE. see also Vault Of Evil’s Jackboot Girls thread

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Richard Allen – Boot Boys

Posted by demonik on May 31, 2009

Richard Allen [James Moffat] – Boot Boys (New English Library, 1971)

Boot Boys!

Boot Boys!


Tom grinned, bringing his fist down with a chopping motion on the back of the United fan’s neck. He felt the blow jar his muscles. He kicked as the man slumped.

Then the boot went in – hard. Muffled moans lost themselves in the frantic chanting from the terraces.

“Boot Boys! Boot Boys!”

I know! I know! An ugly Richard Allen agro novel was not what you were hoping to find when you typed ‘black magic, horror, paperback’ into your search engine, and i’d be a mug to suggest this is another The Devil Rides Out, but¬† – bear with me.

Only 110 pages and still it requires considerable fortitude on the part of the reader to see this one through. The casual racism of these books is pretty damned hard to read around, and the gang-rape of a Jewish woman – made all the more appalling by having her confess her guilty enjoyment of same to a crusading journalist – doesn’t make this an easy book to like.

Anyway, the first seventy-five pages are devoted to the misadventures of The Crackers, a teeny gang from privileged backgrounds who follow Arsenal F. C. When they’re not bashing men and molesting women, the gang devote their free time to drinking Haig in their clubhouse and a variety of pubs on Hampstead Heath (The Spaniards, Jack Straw’s Castle and The Bull & Bush get a namecheck. We even learn that Tom smokes Consulate).

And then …. it takes a turn for the weird.

There’s a power-struggle going on between head Cracker, Tom Walsh, and his would-be usurper, Benjy, and their attempts to sort out who’s the hardest become increasingly desperate. Just as things are getting a bit monotonous, Tom remembers that he’s been interested in Aleister Crowley for years and decides that Black Magic is the answer to all the Crackers’ problems, otherwise they’re just a bunch of skinheads with hair. So Tom has his friends invade the local cemetery – yes, Highgate, our old friend from Tales From The Crypt and many a ‘seventies horror movie – where they disinter a corpse, orgy in the grave, desecrate the church and chant weird spells.

Admittedly, this comes too late in the book for the author to do anything with it as, next thing you know, it transpires that Tom’s brain has short-circuited due to excessive violence and Boot Boy is abruptly terminated before you can say ‘nervous breakdown’.

This brief foray into the world of Satanism evidently gave Moffat a taste for the subject as he would soon knock off a pair of quite astonishing horror novels under the chilling nom de plume ‘Etienne Aubin’ …..

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Etienne Aubin – Dracula And The Virgins Of The Undead

Posted by demonik on May 13, 2009

Etienne Aubin – Dracula And The Virgins Of The Undead (NEL, 1974)

Dracula And The Virgins Of The Undead

Peribury, Wiltshire.

It begins with the staking of local girl Maud Henderson. Before she died, Maud had been seen in the company of a mysterious stranger in a cloak. At night.

After her burial, two sheep are found with their throats torn out. They’ve been completely drained of blood!

The narrator, Adam Cochran, the village squire, decides to take a break from drinking Seagrams 100 Pipers, and sends for his boorish, proto-Hooray Henry friends, Staff and Douglas. They call themselves ‘the Warlocks’ and God, but I so wanted them to hurry up and die horribly. After consuming several more cases of Seagrams 100 Pipers, they decide the recent goings on are in some way connected to a blood cult who’ve been performing satanic rituals at Avebury stones. Cochran enlists a psychic to help him track Dracula and his eight brides to their lair … but can she be trusted?

If you ever wanted to find out what would happen if Richard Allen turned his hand to hacking out a vampire novel, then reading this one will probably be akin to a religious experience for you. Me, I found it hard going (quite an achievement: it’s only 124 pages long) and there definitely should have been more of the brides. I quite liked them. Apart from the cat, they were the most sympathetic characters. And I f**king hated the cat.

Dracula And The Virgins Of The Undead thread on Vault Of Evil

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Etienne Aubin – The Terror Of The Seven Crypts

Posted by demonik on September 14, 2007

Etienne Aubin – The Terror Of The Seven Crypts (Nel, April 1974)

“Did you actually believe I would trust my secret to trash like you? Fool! Not even scheming Marat … not the pious Robespierre could keep me from what is rightfully mine! MINE – do you hear?

It was my plan to loot the churches, the palaces, the places of art. My idea to make it appear as if the rabble had destroyed everything in the fervour of their precious revolution … All of this belongs to me now. Marcel Fournier! Not to France as the pigs thought.”

At the tail end of the Revolution, Fournier has his ill-gotten treasure trove carted off to the deserted Chateau Deveraux. On his orders Jauvin has poisoned all the workmen who carted the loot through the woods and dumped their bodies in one of the seven vaults. Jauvin has underestimate just how greedy, cruel and insane Fournier really is and winds up buried in a second chamber.
All is going to plan until Fournier’s horse breaks a leg as he rides back to the city (like any sadist worth his salt he leaves it to die in agony by the roadside) and he’s forced to pass through the slums on foot. A young prostitute emerges from a doorway and tries to entice him inside, but after slapping her tits about for a time he gets bored and goes on his way. His pleasure wasn’t on the house. The girl gives a whistle and a mob appears from the shadows. Fournier goes down, the peasants beat him to a pulp and get one of his eyes out and everything.

Bloody Hell! Chapter two has got plenty to live up to.


Can this really be the same version of ‘Etienne Aubin’ who wrote the execrable (if must have) Dracula And The Virgins Of The Undead? This one even has a plot.

A group of Royalist fugitives and their servants have taken up refuge in the Chateau, but somebody in a cloak is prowling around. One lady has already been abducted and crushed to death under a spiked grid and all the signs are that a number of minor characters will join her in meeting a grisly end.

The single good eye spat forth its venom. Its hatred for normality.

I’ve finished it now (all 101 pages) and I have to admit, this is without doubt one of my favourite NEL’s.

After the death of Madame Oudry (the aristo who got spiked), dashing Jacques Rolande, gallant officer of the King’s Guard, assumes leadership of the small group. Beautiful young Royalist Derie Planchard (whose “magnificent breasts” get themselves into enough trouble to keep the Globeswatch committee occupied for hours) takes a shine to him and is already planning their futures together when a second member of their party is annihilated. It transpires that in the secret tunnel beneath the Chateau the seven crypts have been booby-trapped and the villain needs bodies to spring each one before he can get to the lovely loot! ‘The Devil Of Paris’ (for it is he) may owe much to the Phantom of the Opera, but he’s a marvellous maniac from the Tod Slaughter school,, an “evilly monstrous” madman, all swishing cape and gloating chuckles. Sure, the dialogue is sub-Jules De Grandin and you know what’s going to happen a few pages before it does, but this would probably make my list of indispensable NEL’s without breaking sweat.

The cover illo had earlier appeared on the front of Kurt Singer’s Ghost Omnibus (Four Square, Nov. 1967)

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