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Pain & Other Petty Plots to Keep You in Stitches Artist Alan M. Clark has, for a number of years, been executing art that makes your normal
hospital nightmares look like snack time at preschool on double cookie day. A series of "surgery"
paintings became the inspiration for a book, The Pain Doctors of Suture Self General, and related
projects. For this volume, pain doctors art, original art in the same vein (pun intended), and other art
from other projects (including a couple from a biology text book) have been combined with original
and previously published fiction.
The art is indescribable, but I'll try. Think: torturous
proceedings conducted by the laboratory-bred offspring of Dr. Josef Mengele and Nurse Ratched using
the latest in alien anal probe medical equipage as designed by pulp sci-fi artists all painted by
Hieronymous Bosch (yeah, I know he's dead) channeling H.H. Giger -- but with humor. It lends a new
meaning to the term "invasive procedure." [The art is, unfortunately, reproduced only (by economic
necessity, I'm sure, but possibly to protect the innocent) in black-and-white.]
The stories? [I
wish the etymology of "sophomore" really did show its meaning to be, as commonly believed, "wise
fool," because the fiction is both wise and intentionally foolish and I could make some clever
wordplay with the word "sophomoric." But I can't. ("Sophomore" is really a variation of
"sophist.")] The text portions of Pain & Other Petty Plots to Keep You in Stitches is sick, silly,
repugnant and funny -- just as it should be. For, as co-conspirator Randy Fox says in an afterword,
"Humor...is our main defense mechanism against the horror in the world....Humor not only defends us
against horror, but it also helps us to swallow the bitterest pill."
Pain & Other Petty Plots can't
stop a reflex gag when confronting that pill, but it can help you giggle it down. Clark's very real
essay, "The Unseen and the Unknowable" is a chunk of his life that most folks who know him know at
least part of. His frank telling of how the worst of times can lead to the best of life is worth
the price of the book. Horror, you know, can lead to redemption. ("Waves of Fear," Cemetery Dance #43)
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