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A Carnival Rolls In Sometime After The Midnight Hour On A Chill Midwestern October Eve, Ushering In Halloween A Week Before Its Time A Calliope S Shrill Siren Song Beckons To All With A Seductive Promise Of Dreams And Youth Regained In This Season Of Dying, Cooger Dark S Pandemonium Shadow Show Has Come To Green Town, Illinois, To Destroy Every Life Touched By Its Strange And Sinister Mystery And Two Inquisitive Boys Standing Precariously On The Brink Of Adulthood Will Soon Discover The Secret Of The Satanic Raree Show S Smoke, Mazes, And Mirrors, As They Learn All Too Well The Heavy Cost Of Wishes And The Stuff Of Nightmare


10 thoughts on “Something Wicked This Way Comes

  1. says:

    I read this when I was an insanely romantic teenager and since then the cruel world has beaten all that nonsense out of my brain with bars of iron and wires of barb, and left me bleeding and barfing in a vile ditch, so I should probably not have plucked my old Corgi paperback of Something Wicked out from my most cobwebbed shelf and thought to wander nostalgically recapturing the wonder and enrapturement I once perceived herein In those faroff days I wanted to be the smile on the bullet, I wanted to be the weathervane, I wanted to run the dark carnival, and above all else I wanted a calliope so I could play mad twisting melodies at three in the morning from the caboose of a train made out of dead men s bones Instead I got a job in an office, after a few detours, none of which involved a naked living woman in a block of ice But anyway, when I did reread this book, I could not shake off the growing realisation that none of it made the least bit of sense Not a single bit And the dad is a complete steal it s Atticus Finch back from the dead And I saw that Ray Bradbury never met a pudding he did not want to over egg or an emotion he did not want to wring dry I had grown old I didn t recognise the place I didn t know who the boy was who loved this book so much I knew his name but I couldn t remember his face.It was a bad idea, rereading a book which so knocked me out all those years ago I ll give it 5 stars for the love I used to have for it, but I don t really recommend it to anyone now The world has changed and no longer has the stomach for Ray Bradbury s 1950s goldenhued renderings of his own 1920s childhood So goodbye, then, to Dandelion Wine, another one I loved What I learned from this book is that Memory Lane has been mined You walk down that street at your peril.


  2. says:

    Mark Twain famously died in 1910 and Ray Bradbury was born ten years later in 1920 And on that day, the shadow of Samuel Clemens touched a mark on the baby s head, and nearby the shade of Charles Dickens looked on in approval.Bradbury is the bridge to our past, our bright and strong and colorful past Twain s world was as bold as a young America, full of steamboats, and fishing holes and jumping frogs Bradbury, no less an American, but a resident of the October Country, revealed the long shadow of Twain s history, echoing away like a train whistle far gone As a citizen of Fall, Bradbury knows to beware the Autumn People and knows them and how to describe them.In Bradbury s October country tale Something Wicked This Way Comes, first published in 1962, Tom and Huck have become Will Halloway and Jim Nightshade, one with a birthday a minute before midnight October 30th, the other born a minute after midnight, Halloween morning Injun Joe is Mr Dark, the illustrated man, the proprietor of the shadowy carnival that rolls into town every twenty or thirty years.Bradbury s rich poetic prose is what was described by Robin Williams in Dead Poet s Society, alive and Whitman like vibrant and descriptive with a swaggering electricity The author draws us in with his illustration of Green Town here a simile, like the sound of leaves racing down a late summer s sidewalk, there a metaphor, a witch s brew dark and murky, filled with spider webs and green frog smiles, and the color of a ghosts sigh.In Mr Dark, Bradbury has given us one of literature s great villains, but drawn by the Grandmaster with empathy born of long familiarity.One of the great stories from a great storyteller and a book that everyone should read.


  3. says:

    The Ray Bradbury I remember reading decades ago was not this poetic Something Wicked was a surprise, his evocative language doing so much to capture the mood of early fall and the seasons of life, both literally and metaphorically Clearly, he loves words in their many forms Equally clearly, he is gifted as using those words to create a finely layered tale about two thirteen year old boys when the carnival comes to town These boys are on the brink of change longing to be older, to do and be The father of one is a little bit lost in memory of what he once was, haunting their background and the library Change is in the wind, and a few unusual events in the town seem to herald a larger shift A lightening rod salesman comes to call the barber gets sick a found playbill describes a carnival coming to town The boys sneak out of their bedrooms to see it arrive, and it is with a mix of fascination and fear that they watch the carnival set up Danger ensues but is it the danger of growing up Or of fear Or something malevolent The language is a delightful mix of specificity and metaphor One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight both touched towards fourteen it almost trembled in their hands Each brief chapter is almost a poem, an image a scene described so perfectly as to catch that edge between reckless and safety, age and youth, mystery and knowing Threads of both exuberance and loss run through, and hints of change.And characters In brief sentences, he encapsulates the complexity of a life And the first boy, with hair as blond white as milk thistle, shut up one eye, tilted his head, and looked at the salesman with a single eye as open, bright and clear as a drop of summer rain Jim stood like a runner who has come a long way, fever in his mouth, hands open to receive any gift What was there about the illustrated carnival owner s silences that spoke thousands of violent, corrupt, and crippling words Bradbury s ability to uniquely characterize extends to the carnival, arriving at the dead time of 3 a.m., setting up in the dark For somehow instead, they both knew, the wires high flung on the poles were catching swift clouds, ripping them free from the wind in streamers which, stitched and sewn by some great monster shadow, made canvas and canvas as the tent took shape At last there was the clear water sound of vast flags blowing Then there is the added bonus of the library Clearly, Bradbury loves libraries and books, which guarantees affection in my books I know, I know the puns The library deeps lay waiting for them Out in the world, not much happened But here in the special night, a land bricked with paper and leather, anything might happen, always did Listen and you heard ten thousand people screaming so high only dogs feathered their earsThis was a factory of spices from far countries Here alien deserts slumbered Up front was the desk where the nice old lady, Miss Watriss, purple stamped your books, but down off away were Tibet and Antarctica, the Congo How perfectly that meshes my own memory of the library During the second half of the book, the tone shifts and from that cusp of fall into the fear of winter, of death People change, quite drastically Will s father has been hearing the carnival s calliope as well, and feeling every one of his fifty some years in distance from his son Between the boys and the father, Charles Halloway, the viewpoint of the reader is identified, explored, honored Do we rush forward Gaze backwards Which way will we ride on the most sinister merry go round Its horsesspeared through their spines with brass javelins, hung contorted as in a death rictus, asking mercy with their fright colored eyes, seeking revenge with their panic colored teeth It s even surprising that a book first published in 1962 stands the test of time so well To my mind, nothing dated it Bradbury s thoughts on meaning of life, aging and fear are well worth reading again An amazing book that wholeheartedly deserves a second read and an addition to my own library.Cross posted at


  4. says:

    The carnival has come to town I have to admit I love the movie than the book because, well, I enjoy watching the creepiness I think I need to dig the movie out now and watch it Jim and Will are two young boys that are drawn into the carnival and they try to help stop the evil Creepy good fun Mel


  5. says:

    By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. MacBeth Act 4, Scene 1This book is straight forward good vs evil and is quite terrifying at points It goes beyond fantasy and mysticism and straight to the terrifying possibilities from the darkest reaches This would be a great story to read if you are looking for a campfire tale, a Halloween scare, or a late night, nightmare causing fright fest Some may find the scariness lost within the poetry of Bradbury s writing, but for those who are comfortable with it, I guarantee you will be holding your breath at points throughout.On a side note I remember as a kid being terrified of this movie, but I don t think I ever actually watched it It was the idea that it existed and that it was dark and mysterious that had me quickly changing the channel if it was on The character of Mr Dark played by Jonathan Pryce would grace the screen and I would instantly almost pee my pants The thing is, it was produced by Walt Disney so it was probably the scariest thing on the Disney Channel except for some parts of Fantasia There I was, minding my own business watching cartoons, and suddenly programming would switch from daytime to evening and I would see this Followed by some of the nopiest NOPE images ever I could go on and on it was scary Even after reading this, I am not sure I will go back and check it out Still too scared


  6. says:

    Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury is a 1998 Avon publication originally published in 1962.I can t believe it is already October, but at the same time, I m glad it s here October is one of my favorite months of the year One reason for that is that I get to pull out a spooky or scary book and create fun blog posts for Halloween The downside is that there are so many books to choose from, and so little time to get them read Usually, I only manage to get one horror novel read, out of the dozen or so I planned to read This year, however, deadlines be damned, I m going to cram in as many horror stories in as possible Because I am such an avid reader, it is terribly embarrassing to admit there are so many classic horror stories I haven t read I ve seen movie versions, but never got around to reading the book This book falls into that category It s been many years since I watched the movie version, starring Jason Robards, but I do still remember parts of it Still, I had forgotten than I remembered, so reading this book felt like a fresh experience However, this book may have shaken by enthusiasm for October and the beginning of autumn For some, autumn comes early, stays late through life, where October follows September and November touches October and then instead of December and Christ s birth, there is no Bethlehem Star, no rejoicing, but September comes again and old October and so on down the years, with no winter, spring, or reviving summer For these beings, fall is the ever normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond Where do they come from The dust Where do they go The grave Does blood stir their veins No The night wind What ticks in their head The worm What speaks from their mouth The toad What sees from their eye The snake What hears with their ear The abyss between the stars They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners They frenzy forth In gusts they beetle scurry, creep, thread, filter, motion, make all moons sullen, and surely cloud all clear run waters The spider web hears them, trembles breaks Such are the autumn people Beware of them Jim Nightshade and Will Halloway are very best friends But, when a late season carnival arrives in Green Town, their friendship, and maybe even their very lives are in jeopardy This short book, is packed with so much imagery, imagination, and intense suspense, it is hard to put it down For me, the writing was a little hard to adjust to, with chopped sentences, separated by commas It did force me to slow down and read carefully, but didn t really affect the suspense, once I got into the groove Horror stories and movies can be taken strictly at face value, a lot of the time There may not be much depth or symbolism to them it is what it is But, quite often there s an underlying theme, a moral to the story that gets overlooked if you aren t looking beneath the surface, or with a critical eye In this case, I think time is a central theme, and the book is chock full of clocks and references to them Charles Halloway, Will s father, is quite concerned about his age, having become a father later in life Clocks are referenced metaphorically, and the town clock is a prominent prop There are other noteworthy allegorical symbols sprinkled throughout, all of which I will leave for you to decipher For me, though, the story has a basic appeal I d be remiss if I didn t mention the library and how often books are referenced But, this isn t a book about books I just happened to enjoy seeing two boys enjoy reading books But, importantly how do the boys and Charles beat Dark and his minions I think they come through to the other side of their ordeal armed with familial love and trust and the ultimate power of friendship While Bradbury has written books that speak of true horrors, cautionary and powerful, this one may not hit that plateau, but it is the perfect fireside tale of good versus evil 4 stars


  7. says:

    Leveling any complaints against Bradbury seems like a literary crime, but I m afraid I didn t enjoy Something Wicked as much I feel like I should have The plot was really interesting, and right up my alley evil carnival comes to town and preys on the unsuspecting citizens The execution, however, left me wanting .The first problem is that the prose is a bit outdated It s like I ran into with The Haunting of Hill House, it just didn t age well over the last 40 50 years It s not that it decreases the quality of the novel, but it makes you keenly aware that it was written during a different time, which, for me, made it difficult to really lose myself in.The other thing that kept me from really getting into it is Bradbury s lyrical style of writing It s definitely very poetic and pretty, but it s not the most natural way of speaking Quite a few times, I had to reread a sentence once or twice and really focus on the words, because my brain just didn t naturally follow what was being read The focus almost seems like it s on the way the story is being told, rather than the actual story It doesn t intimately bring you in close to the characters and their situation rather, it keeps you on the outside while you watch what happens I couldn t sink into it, which is what I prefer when reading.Finally, the resolution is just a little too feel good for me Good conquers evil, I get it, but Bradbury didn t use this concept very subtly.This review sounds negative than I feel about the book, but these issues did drag it down I still really enjoyed the plot and the characters from the carnival Mr Dark, the carnival s tattooed proprietor, is definitely a villain to remember If you re looking to experience some of the classic American authors, I d recommend Bradbury over almost everyone else.


  8. says:

    Have a drink I don t need it, said Halloway But someone inside me does Who The boy I once was, thought Halloway, who runs like the leaves down the sidewalk autumn nights. When Ray Bradbury was a boy of 12, he paid a visit to a carnival in his home town It was there that he saw a performer, Mr Electrico, sitting in an electric chair where he was charged with fifty thousand volts of pure electricity Bradbury, seated in the front row, watched as the man s hair stood on end he held a sword full of electricity, tapped Bradbury on both shoulders and said, Live, forever The day following this event, Bradbury returned to the carnival where he again saw Mr Electrico, who was certain that Bradbury was his old friend reincarnated It was then that Bradbury was introduced to all of the fantastical carnival creatures the illustrated man, the fat lady, the dwarf and the skeleton, and most importantly, it was then that Bradbury was inspired to write And what came from that writing was nothing short of pure magic Cooger and Dark s Pandemonium Shadow Show I can t think of a cooler name for a shady, sinister carnival act than that, can you I can almost taste the cotton candy, smell the bonfire burning and hear the whirling of autumn leaves rustling in the wind How f cking creepy would it be to wake up at three in the morning, see a train coming into town with a calliope playing THIS I have the shivers going up my spine just thinking about it Bradbury took me back to a place and time that I had completely forgotten, or maybe it never existed at all, but somewhere in the recesses of my mind I remember it I remember the wonder and awe I felt as a child going to the carnival, seeing the exotic performers, longing to follow them and learn their secrets I remember sneaking peeks into the dusty tents and trailers, imagining what strange and spectacular lives these people must live Of course the grand menagerie of my imagination was no match to the horror of Bradbury s band of nefarious freaks I have so much I want to say about this book, but the words are hiding from me so I ll leave you with this The sun rose yellow as a lemon.The sky was round and blue.The birds looped clear water songs in the air.Will and Jim leaned from their windows.Nothing had changed.Except the look in Jim s eyes Last night said Will Did or didn t it happen


  9. says:

    As I write it has been about a week since Ray Bradbury passed away, as you can expect for such an influential author, numerous tributes are being written by famous authors, celebs, columnists, and of course fans Instead of adding another drop to the ocean of tributes I would rather pay my own little tribute through rereading and reviewing my favorite Bradbury books This one is my favorite of them all Something Wicked This Way Comes is one of Bradbury s best known works Like Fahrenheit 451 this is a fully fledged novel rather than a collection of interconnected stories like The Martian Chronicles or Dandelion Wine If this was written recently it would probably be classified as YA Fortunately, it was first published in the 60s, so it escapes such unnecessary stigmata and was read far and wide by readers of all ages This is a story of two boys Will Halloway and his best friend Jim Nightshade How their lives are turned upside down when a mysterious carnival arrives in their Midwestern town and all hell proceed to break loose.From the 1983 film adaptationNovels centered around a friendship between two kids like Mark Twain s Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn can be very wonderful if done well There is something about friendship at that young age when walking always seems too slow to get to where you want to go to do what you want to do, so you must always run If you have a bestie to run with better still the race is always on and winning it is unimportant Those days stay with you for the rest of your life even if the friend has gone his separate ways.Reading about Jim Nightshade and William Halloway makes me feel nostalgic and brings back a lot of happy childhood memories even though I did not have to battle creepy supernatural gentlemen from a dark carnival That said, the fantastical element of this book makes the story even vivid for me because that is how my mind works The book is written in simple yet evocative prose, there is a poetic rhythm to Bradbury s writing which is characteristic of him Practically every paragraph contains something quotable as an example of written elegance The book is also highly atmospheric, I love the portentous feeling of the impending arrival of the mysterious carnival I can almost hear the creepy calliope music described in the book.The characters are beautifully drawn, Will Halloway is intelligent and earnest without being a mere cipher for the readers, his friend Jim Nightshade is impulsive, impatient and loyal Will s father Mr Charles Halloway is a lovable melancholic janitor who finds grace under pressure Mr Dark AKA The Illustrated Man the villain of the piece is suitably suave, evil and formidable, his witchy henchwoman is even creepy than he is Beside a great story, there is plenty of food for thought, moral lessons and philosophical issues to ponder I envy the boys their friendship, I do not want to go on that weird merry go round, and I love this book from first page to last R.I.P Mr Bradbury.Art by FictionChickArt by SharksDen Not to be confused with the eponymous The Illustrated Man from Bradbury s famous anthology.This would be my Halloween pick for any year.Notes If you like spooky circuses, check out The Night Circus If you type in GR s code for this book s title in a review or a comment, like this GR will generate a link to this identically titled Something Wicked This Way Comes by Jenika Snow, which looks like a godawful book


  10. says:

    Once, when I was 19, I stood outside a stage door for an hour, awaiting the arrival of Ray Bradbury.Bradbury was 70 at the time, and he was scheduled to give a lecture at my school.I was determined that we were going to talk.If this sounds stalker ish to you, let me comfort you It wasn t stalker ish it was Hermione Granger ish.I had my best pen and a special notebook, questions written down, and I just couldn t believe it, I was going to meet Ray Bradbury After an hour or so of this anticipation and pacing alone before a stage door, a guy walked over from the box office to inform me that no one was going to meet or hear Mr Bradbury on this night Apparently, someone had just contacted the school to announce that Bradbury was ill and would not be appearing take heart, he rallied and went on to live 21 years.I was terribly deflated I thought we were going to meet and talk about his writing process Maybe grab a cup of coffee afterwards It all seemed perfectly reasonable to me.I had wanted to ask him why he felt he gets lumped as a writer of sci fi and horror when he is so clearly the Father of Fantasy.And, where, WHERE does he come up with all of these words I wanted to tell him that I had forgiven him for weak dialogue and character development, because, well, you know HE CREATED A GENRE I m sure this is when he would have invited me for coffee.Alas, I did not have my opportunity And it took me a long time to get over my disappointment.But, I prevailed I determined I would continue to honor Mr Bradbury from afar, by reading and rereading his works, and I ve devoured many of them Something Wicked This Way Comes was a new one for me.It s fantastic, Mr Fantasy You ve done it again As usual, dialogue and character development just aren t the strong parts of his stories, but Mr Bradbury was a wordsmith, an inventor, a man of ideas And, he was a philosopher who possessed an uncanny knack of nailing the human condition Oh God, midnight s not bad, you wake and go back to sleep, one or two s not bad, you toss but sleep again Five or six in the morning, there s hope, for dawn s just under the horizon But three, now, Christ, 3am Doctors say the body s at low tide then The soul is out The blood moves slow You re the nearest to dead you ll ever be save dying Sleep is a patch of death, but three in the morn, full wide eyed staring, is living death You dream with your eyes open God, if you had strength to rouse up, you d slaughter your half dreams with buckshot But no, you lie pinned to a deep well bottom that s burned dry The moon rolls by to look at you down there, with its idiot face It s a long way back to sunset, a far way on to dawn, so you summon all the fool things of your life, the stupid lovely things done with people known so very well who are now so very dead And wasn t it true, had he read it somewhere, people in hospitals die at 3am than at any other time