Though technically written to a standard well above what this type of genre usually serves up, Meat: Uncut is lessened by the very reason for its existence: the additional sections that have been added back to a shorter, pre-existing work. In essence, this short novel is extremely repetitive in nature, rehashing the same character beats time and again, with the pace significantly suffering as a result.
The idea itself is a good one. A group of disparate characters is trapped in a supermarket as they become aware there are body parts and other items made from people lining the shelves. Soon thereafter they realise they are due to become those items on the shelves, as their captors reveal their plans ... With more than the occasional echo back to Stephen King's classic The Mist, Meat: Uncut starts well, but all too soon begins to spin its wheels as scene after scene details how a character sees something horrible and then their sanity teeters on the brink. By the time the actual threat is revealed, my interest had already waned. However, the quality writing helped me hang in there for what proved to be a very unorthodox conclusion - one that I'm both somewhat disappointed in and impressed by.
There is more than enough within Meat: Uncut for me to seek out more from Bray, but next time, I'll be sure to get something that is not expanded, extra, or padded out.
3 Jars of Pickled Eyeballs for Meat: Uncut.