Nonetheless, the book was action packed, filled with drama right until the final chapter – and the main character was tolerable throughout. Yet, they are of two very different persuasions when it comes to horror.
There were moments when I (unintentionally and out of habit) compared Herbert to King.
If you yourself can imagine, there is no escaping an intangible force such as fog a real fear-factor. It is only this fact, that justifies the horrific events unfolding within the book. Understandably, the story focuses on a fog that drives people literally insane. The scenes of utter violence and human depravity were quite dark and James Herbert didn’t hold back on the descriptions. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t that great either. I must admit that it took a few stop-starts to get far enough in the book, to actually finish it.
A yawning, bottomless crack spreads through the earth, out of which creeps a fog that resembles no other. A peaceful village in Wiltshire is shattered by a disaster which strikes without reason or explanation, leaving behind a trail of misery and horror.
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