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Monday, June 16, 2025

Haunted Forest Tour Derailed

The Haunted Forest Tour by James A. Moore and Jeff Strand has been on my radar/TBR for a while, thanks in part of some FB groups that have been raving about it. I'm familiar with James A. Moore and know he delivers quality horror fiction, but I'm less familiar with Jeff Strand. I believe that, prior to this, I've only ever read one other Strand novel, and that's in part because he's known for comedic horror, and that's something I need to be in a certain frame of mind for. Well, I finally got around to it, and personally, I don't know what all the fuss was about. 

The premise of The Haunted Forest Tour is relatively simple--a forest crops quite literally under the town within a matter of hours, the trees coming up with such force that residents are impaled on the sudden growths. Not explanation is given (you'll have to read the book to learn why). The forest is inhabited by a variety of monsters. A developer buys the land, and it isn't long before The Haunted Forest Tours are born. So far, there have been no incidents at the park, which is too good to be true, so you know something is bound to happen on the special Halloween Tours, and sure enough, two trams full of tourists break down inside the park. A blood bath follows, with only a handful of survivors escaping the massacre and trying to work their way out of the park. 

This was probably another case of going in with high expectations that weren't met. As I mentioned earlier, James A. Moore is known for delivering quality horror time after time, and Jeff Strand is supposedly known for his comedic horror, so I expected some top-notch horror comedy. And while the horror was there, the comedy was nowhere to be seen. Then again, maybe it was and I just wasn't feeling it. I've often been told that I have a strange sense of humor, never finding the funny in what most folks think is funny. I can sit through a comedy totally straight-faced, not finding anything funny about, yet everybody around me is practically pissing their pants with laughter. You have a semi-large cast of characters, none of whom are fully developed, so you really don't get attached to them, and as a result, you don't care who lives and who dies. In a case such as this, you usually give up on the human characters and start rooting for the monsters, but sadly, the monsters weren't even all that interesting, so you didn't want to root for them either. I kept hoping the forest floor would open and swallow them all just so I could be done with it, but alas, that didn't happen either. The only real horror to be found here is the book itself as you slog through it, praying for the end. This is not one I would recommend.