Conditions Are Different After Dark by Owen W. Knight

Book Review

Ian Hunter

You won’t be far wrong if you take a look at the cover of Conditions Are Different After Dark. The words “folk horror” pulse in your brain, and the striking cover depicts a “hanged” corn doll.

Owen W. Knight’s novel starts with a prologue set back in 1662 as a wrongly accused man – accused of being a signatory to Charles I’s death warrant – one Captain George Massey, is being executed. Almost like William Wallace, who was hung, drawn and quartered, this innocent victim has endured the agony of being drawn – that is, having his entrails torn out and thrown on a fire – and is about to be beheaded, but not before he talks with a priest and curses the village and the villagers who have betrayed him.

Over four hundred years later, Faith and James decide to move to an idyllic English village with the intention of starting a new life there and possibly bringing up children. We are clearly in a post-Covid, hybrid working world, as James is a financial advisor who can easily work from home, while Faith sells luxury items online, so, again, she can also work from home, and home can be anywhere, so they decide to pull up stakes and move to the countryside.

Life there seems perfect, and Faith wants to embrace village life and fit in; while James is a bit more reticent and distant, even with her at times, they are determined to use the local shops and services, join things, and not come across as obnoxious townies. However, they soon learn of the curse on the village and wonder if their choice of new home was a lucky accident or something else. Things take a turn as they suffer a break-in, their hens are killed, and there are subtle and not-so-subtle warnings to leave. But, the curse is just some words uttered hundreds of years ago, or so some of their new friends insist, although other people – the school teacher and the old priest, have interesting tales to tell about the history of the village.

All in all, Conditions Are Different After Dark is a well-written, well-researched novel. Wright knows the Cotswold area well, where he has sited his own village, so the sense of place is excellent, and it is a short (less than 250 pages), snappy read once it gets going – there is some inevitable character-building and scene-setting, but the pace soon quickens. Wright also seamlessly includes his knowledge of the English Civil War and the customs of the local Cotswold villages, particularly the sports and games they still play to this day. Apart from the “facts”, Wright knows how to build tension and unease peppered with twists and turns and some shocking revelations. A minor quibble would be the title, which hardly flows off the tongue. Here, Wright delivers a novel that falls into the category of the “you-don’t-want-to-go-there” sub-genre of horror and included are some of the standard elements of such stories – idyllic (but slightly isolated and stuck in the past) setting, strange locals, stranger goings on, and dark secrets. Mentioning similar fare in books and film would give the game away, although Wright has concocted his own unique way of delivering a tale that is subtle and shocking, even more shocking because of the subtlety or matter-of-factness of the dire events which unfold. If you want a short, sharp, shock and shuddering dose of horror, this book is for you.