Garth Marenghi's Incarcerat: Volume 2 of TERRORTOME the SUNDAY TIMES BESTSELLER

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The three tales are joyously distinct this time around and Garth’s stabs at gothic horror and dream-infesting boogeymen (a priapic twist on Candyman and Freddy Krueger) are particularly fun experiences.

Just endless repetition and exposition, even as they add to the laughs, eventually become exposed and repetitive. So don’t think of what follows as ‘spoilers,’ but as soft-edged shadows of the cyclopean nightmares within this book’s pages. Garth continues his work as the dreamweaver extraordinaire, crafting nightmares in effluvia and blood (blood? Much of the humour here comes from how overwritten it is rather than actual joke or parody, which eventually loses it's humour once you're past the halfway mark. About the Author: Garth Marenghi was born in the past, graduated from his local comprehensive (now bulldozed) with some O levels in subjects.And it's that balance between telling a story and honouring the gag that is missing in this second book.

I attended a reading from this in a large London theatre, and consumed this as an audiobook, both brought me closer to Garth. This may result in small marks to the dustjacket and title page, please also bear in mind that each signature will be a little different from the one we show here. I can say this much on this blurb (and no more) – not before Nick Steen has faced the ultimate monster.

A scroll through some Darkplace fan threads to see which lines are the most parroted and an honest inventory of why will reveal a lot that needs to be examined. Unlike the first, I have yet to have time to listen to the audiobook for this instalment, but I hope so when I reread it in the future. Would it have been such a terrible idea to take any one of the mentions of the word "Blood" in this story and swap them out for; "Blood? He seems to have been written out of the story and replaced by Clackett Publishing which is a terrible shame as Reed's philandering gangster ways were a hilarious backdrop to Merenghi's total lack of self awareness. The end result was very finely tuned to be both listenable AND recognisable as Marenghi's work - The genre and the gags were evenly delivered.