Pure Evil Synopsis: What starts as an episode of playground teasing ends when Devon gets a rock to the skull. He falls into a coma, only waking up after a close brush with death. But now that Devon is back, he finds out that he’s not alone.There’s a mysterious entity talking to him in his head. And Devon’s not sure if he likes the new imaginary friend.
Devon’s uncle Joe is a writer out in California. Devon tells him about the new voice he’s hearing; it’s a red flag for Joe — he knows that he has to drop everything to go help his nephew. Joe knows that Devon inherited the family curse. It’s a devastating and powerful secret, and one that’s not fit for a boy to tackle alone. But even Joe isn’t prepared for what’s coming. Together, the two of them are about to embark on a terrifying journey where they confront the darkest evil they’ve ever known. Pure evil.-Goodreads
Pure Evil Review
I wasn’t a fan of this book. I often rag about the fact that Stephen King suffers from a serious case of word bloat, but at the same time I acknowledge that he is a very talented writer. Pure Evil by Jesse Bastide came across as nothing so much as a pale imitation of an already watered down Stephen King book. From the evil dude wearing wearing a “unique” outfit of some sort to the group of kids to the setting in Maine, every bit of it screamed “this is who I want to be when I grow up”. On one hand, it’s like “Okay, you want to be the next Stephen King, I can respect that.” On the other, though, I would like to communicate the necessity of being your own writer, not a blatant knock-off.
Moving on, the story itself is interesting, but there were some problems with it. The style comes across a bit choppy, with many of the conversations being written in script form (ie Name: words said, Name: words said). It’s at odds with the way the rest of the story is written, and therefore doesn’t work well. Also, at one point one of the grown ups is relating to a little kid, and goes into exorbitant detail. I know the guy’s a writer, but, seriously? I doubt anyone’s going to take the time to embellish all the small details when they’re on the brink of a life or death situation. Also, there’s an unnecessary crudeness to the language. When the writing itself is already suffering, the crudeness of the language just adds an additional layer of distaste to it.
Finally, how can a kid throw a rock with enough force to “punch a hole” through someone’s skull? Its inferred that there was a supernatural element to it, but that’s one of those things that if you want the readers to buy it, you need to deliver a bit more in the way of detail. Also, Devon is a bit of a Mary Sue in that he has ‘super’ level and control of his powers almost immediately. That’s a fairly common mistake new writers make, but it’s still irritating. Also, what was up with all the sexual references? Way, waaaaaayyyyy too many for a book involving twelve-year-olds. You got the pedo brother, another twelve-year-old girl who says “Make it taste good for me” to her best friend, and other various sexual talks. No. Just NO. They’re twelve. That was just gross to read.
Overall, I didn’t enjoy this book, I can’t recommend it, and I definitely won’t be picking up any more works from the author in the future.