The premise is straightforward: a group of friends gathers
at the mansion to celebrate a wedding, but what begins as a night of revelry
quickly descends into terror. The mansion is not just a backdrop; it’s a
living, breathing entity, steeped in history and haunted by the ghost of a
bride whose smile is as black as the void. The walls themselves seem to whisper
with the voices of the girls sacrificed to keep her company, and as the night
progresses, the friends find themselves ensnared in a web of secrets—both their
own and those of the house.
I was particularly drawn to the ghostly lore Khaw weaves
into the narrative, especially the inclusion of yokai, and more specifically,
the ohaguro-bettari. This element added a fresh layer to the horror, one that
might be unfamiliar to many readers, making the story all the more intriguing.
However, it’s easy to see why opinions about this book are divided. Some
readers might find the pacing slow, especially since the story takes its time
unraveling, and the prose can be dense, at times almost meandering.
The characters are well-crafted, though the point of view
does make it difficult to follow the secondary characters at times. The
narrator's voice is often lost in poetic descriptions, which can detract from
the plot and leave readers feeling a bit adrift. This is especially true when
the narrative veers into more symbolic territory, with mentions of kitsune and
other imagery that might be too obscure for those unfamiliar with the lore.
Despite its flaws, Nothing But Blackened Teeth is a novella that I enjoyed, particularly because it’s a shorter read. The brevity works in its favor, allowing the tension to build without overstaying its welcome. If you’re a fan of horror tinged with myth and lore, this book is worth your time, and I would certainly pick up another of Khaw’s works in the future.
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