Book #27 of 2019:
Flight or Fright edited by Stephen King and Bev Vincent
In principle, horror about air travel is a fine concept for a short story collection. There’s so much that can go wrong on a plane, at least in the domain of fiction: from supernatural cloud-dwellers (“Nightmare at 20,000 Feet” by Richard Matheson) to terrorism (“The Fifth Category” by Tom Bissell) to witnessing a nuclear war (“You Are Released” by Joe Hill) to a good old locked-room mystery (“Murder in the Air” by Peter Tremayne). At their best, tales like these get at the sheer helplessness of being adrift miles from the rest of humanity when terror strikes. For modern authors like Stephen King (“The Turbulence Expert”), airplanes cut us off from our accustomed web of internet and smartphone connections. For earlier writers like Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (“The Horror of the Heights”), the dawn of aviation was inherently a journey into the unknown where anything could be lurking.
So thematically, the idea for this book is a good one. The problem lies in its execution, and the more middling stories that join those mentioned above. As is common for this sort of collection, the editors have privileged quantity over quality, resulting in seventeen total entries of which maybe half are any good. The afterword also makes clear that this assortment is intended to be exhaustive, with Google searches and Facebook posts having been employed to gather up every known example of the genre.
I’m skeptical that that’s truly the case, of course. (These two male editors couldn’t find a single relevant piece written by a woman? They couldn’t put out a call for new submissions, joining the original fiction that King and his son Hill have premiered in this volume?) But even if a reader takes them at their word that they’ve scraped the bottom of the barrel for stories of skybound horror, there’s no reason why they couldn’t have delivered us a product of half the size with the dregs left out.
Flight or Fright alternately soars and plummets like a turbulent aircraft itself, and if you can put up with the moments when your metaphorical oxygen mask deploys, there’s much to enjoy along the way. But it’s altogether a bit of a bumpy ride.
★★★☆☆
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