Book Review: Off Season by Jack Ketchum

Jack Ketchum’s Off Season is a visceral, unrelenting descent into primal horror, a novel that strips civilization down to its barest instincts. Set in the quiet beach town of Dead River, Maine, the story begins with an idyllic setup: a New York editor retreats to a secluded cabin, expecting a peaceful visit with her sister and friends. But peace is quickly replaced with terror as a feral, flesh-hungry family emerges from the surrounding woods, unleashing chaos, carnage, and survival-driven madness.

This was my second Ketchum novel, and once again, I found myself impressed by his raw and unapologetic storytelling style. His prose is lean and direct, creating a steady undercurrent of dread that explodes into graphic brutality once the action begins. Ketchum doesn’t pull punches—he knows how to disturb, shock, and keep you flipping the pages even when you want to look away.

That said, the pacing shifts drastically once the horror kicks in. While the build-up is effective and tense, the climax—particularly the scenes in the cave—felt a bit rushed. The emotional and narrative weight of the final confrontation didn't quite match the relentless intensity that preceded it. I was left wishing for just a little more time to unpack the aftermath and consequences of such a savage ordeal.

Still, Off Season is a must-read for hardcore horror fans. It’s brutal, bold, and darkly compelling, a reminder of how thin the veneer of civilization really is. Ketchum masterfully exposes our most primitive instincts—and forces us to consider what we might do to survive when all rules are stripped away.