Beloved Demons is the most interesting book I’ve read in a long while. And I don’t use the word ‘interesting’ lightly.
Martignetti proved his linguistic prowess in Lunatic Heroes, and he’s most definitely continuing that display, but Beloved Demons has a very different feel. LH is an introduction to the man, his roots and the fact that he’s human. BD is an insight into the soul (if you believe in such things), an extraordinarily frank exploration of the deepest, darkest crevices of human experience with occasional lashings of light and humour. It’s a poetic and visceral stream of consciousness.
Recurring themes of psychological well-being, sexuality, family conflict, death, love and power all provide compost for the author’s narrative, which not only plants you firmly in the stories but dives right into the uncomfortable things you never want anyone to know you’re thinking, or doing. Beloved Demons is beautifully well written, often pulling you in with moments of sweetness before slapping you in the face with a bitter reminder of the darkness lurking within humanity, and life itself.
Martignetti raises many interesting questions, chief of which, to me, is asking just how much damage the lack of honesty and openness in a person’s life can do. Secrets can kill, but more often than not it’s a slow and painful descent. The author illustrates this perfectly, laying himself and his thoughts bare at your feet, asking for nothing but an opinion, and perhaps a few secrets of your own. I encourage you to share them.
In short; if you read this book, brace yourself. You will be following Alice down the rabbit hole, only instead of tea parties and potions there are orgies, drugs and an overwhelming amount of pain. But damn, it’s one hell of a ride.