Misha Burnett understands this. "The Blacklight Ballet" is definitely noir, even if it's dressed up in plausible deniability supernaturalism, but there are no trenchcoats or fedoras or snappy Mid-Atlantic accents. Pete Ferris doesn't wait in an office for adventures to come to him, he drives around America taking photos of abandoned buildings his employers might want to buy, because being a noir protag is depressing. He used to be a soldier, now he wanders around the rot where America used to be.
The setting is an abandoned mall, a place awe-inspiring in scale, disgusting in poverty, a place that used to represent the prosperity of middle America but now gapes like a sore. Ferris is used to this, prepared for it, he's a big dude that can handle himself but knows how to talk squatters down, but he's not ready for what's inside because no one could be. Noir is bigger than you.
There is a cult, which may or may not worship a real demon. There is a dame, or really a damsel, who needs rescued but doesn't believe she can be. There is danger in the dark, from the lunatics that assault him and from how he feels when he assaults them back. I was gripped. The writing is forceful and clear, a disaster report, a plain story about a plain man. It was worth telling.
Rating:
🤡🔪🏬🏬
You can find "The Blacklight Ballet" in the Duel Visions anthology, three bucks on Kindle or free with Unlimited or for a little more you can get it on paper.
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