Gods of Death

I am getting a little tired of reading reviews written by people who go into a reading experience working on the assumption that what the writer has chosen to write about simply doesn't exist--i.e., snuff films, ritual abuse, etc. Certainly the author presents serious credentials as an investigative journalist. It is extremely frustrating to read through the book and not have him come up with the object his search--absolute proof. But that, after all, is what separates nonfiction from fiction--the answers are rarely neat and satisfying. This writer made a commitment to the victims of the darkest side of the pornography industry, and he went as far as he could. Finally, for those who dismiss snuff as an impossibility--do you remember that little historical event known as the Holocaust? If the Allies had not reached the camps in the time, the Germans would have destroyed every trace of the concentration camps and the atrocities that took place there. Watch the documentary "Anne Frank Remembered", in which a camp survivor remembers standing outside naked in the snow in Auschwitz II. A Nazi officer stops to speak to him, saying, "You know, you're never going to survive this. But even if you do--no one will ever believe what we did to you people." Those who traffic in evil count on the refusal of the unvictimized to believe what human nature is capable of.

I did my senior research paper on the "urban legend" of snuff films, this book helped me immensly ! Easy reading cover-to-cover; I commend Yaron Svoray for the work he has done to help publicise the atrocities he witnessed while researching. Anyone interested in the workings of the underworld should read this book.

A story of an investigative journalist's exploration of snuff films. Compelling and really sick.