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A review of Good Boy from a noted literary critic!
By Thomas R Clark
If Shakespeare wrote horror …
“I bite, I shake, I pull, and I tear. It’s how I fight, and today it’s how I die.”
The brain worm plague decimated the human population, destroying civilization as man knew it. Infected animals turned into bloodthirsty killing machines, spreading the diseased worms animating their bodies.
A year later, an intrepid Jack Russell Terrier leads a diverse fellowship of animal companions struggling to stay alive in this apocalyptic world. When the safety of their lair is compromised, the motley pack embarks on a dangerous journey to find a new home.
They soon learn infected squirrels and bats aren’t the only threats in this horrifying new world, where only the cunning and strong will endure. But the biggest fight of all will be the importance of having …
If Shakespeare wrote actual horror, it…
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