Drum (Falconhurst) by Kyle Onstott – book cover, description, publication history. Drum is a American film based on the Kyle Onstott novel of the same name. It was released by United Artists and is a sequel to the film Mandingo, released. Kyle Onstott was an American novelist, known for his best-selling novel Mandingo (), Lance Horner); Falconhurst Fancy; Flight to Falconhurst; Master of Falconhurst; The Tattooed Rood; Drum; Strange Harvest (with Ashley Carter).
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First time reading this book, it was for a friend who wanted help writing her book report for her class. She told me that everytime she would read it, she would get so infuriated that she would obstott the book on the floor and stomp it repeatedly. This was in In my opinion, it gave a very different aspect of the south, slavery, and the unique relationship that exists between the African-American’s even of today. By the time “Root” was made into a movie, it was so similar to Onstotts novel b.
By the time “Root” was made into a movie, it was so similar to Onstotts novel but it left out much of the historical background that was significant in “Drum”.
Within Onstott’s novel there are many mixtures and variations of African-Americans from the age of slavery, fro Quadroons, mulottoes. It onxtott the unique physical beauty that was known only to the breed called, Dru that Onstott mentions mostly.
His novel is a very raw, uninhibited version that in many cases probably rang true of the untold story of the south and early American slave breeding. Onstott paints an explicitly literal portrait of a nation trapped frum its own lust, desire, and depravity that would lead it with no other choice but to abolish slavery.
Many African-Americans of today have slave owner ancestry, there are scant few who do not. Slave Traders of the Middle East were harsh, usually they made eunuchs of the African male children and given honorable positions either as guard of the royal the Harems or as man-servant ontsott the Sheiks or Sultans only. The earliest known records for intentional castration or force celibacy to produce eunuchs are from the Sumerian city of Lagash in the 21st century BC.
Over the millennia, they performed a wide variety of functions in many different cultures as courtiers or the equivalent domesticv slaves, treble singers, religious specialists, government officials and guardians of women or harem servants. Scantily dressed eunuchs carrying a weapon as he keeps an eye on the Sultan’s royal harem in Tunis, Tunisia was not uncommon.
They were denied the ability to make a family to serve the royal family. America was not the first or the only ones to enslave Africans, slavery has existed for centuries before it was brought to the original Thirteen Colonys in the 15th and ondtott Centurys. Goodreads helps onstogt keep track of books you want to read. Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read.
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Drum by Onstott, Kyle
Preview — Drum by Kyle Onstott. Drum Falconhurst 2 by Kyle Onstott.
The world of DRUM is a world of brutality, lust and miscegenation… where chained Negroes are sold like cattle… where prize specimens, male and female are chosen to work in exotic bordellos, and on slave-breeding plantations… where masters, drunk with the power of life and death, force their slaves to entertain them with unspeakable acts.
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To ask other readers questions about Drumplease sign up. Should I start by reading Mandingo? Charles W By all means. This is where the whole story begins. It will keep you glued to your seat, or your comfortable bed. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia.
Recommended to Karla by: A wise person once said on the internets: Admittedly, I am a fan of this type of garbage. Some might think – you’re a Black woman, why would you read books like this? Well, I adore horror novels too, but I don’t condone the slaughter of teenagers with chainsaws Because of the sticky issue of race and a generation of the PC Thought Police, there’s a little voice in the back of my mind that wants to have a valid and “socially-approved” reason for loving this genre so much.
There’s no straw onstott gra A kylf person once said on the internets: There’s no straw to grasp on the grounds of literary merit because there isn’t a scrap of merit in it. It’s trash, pure trash of the solidest gold. Stereotypes of blacks and whites alike abound, every plot twist and turn is motivated by either sex or violence, and the prose is either subpar or hangs slightly above average for the wink of an eye.
But I eat this garbage up with a spoon. So thank you, anonymous person on the internets, for saying it straight out and making me wave that Falconhurst banner with a lighter heart. Does it mean that I long for the days of the Old South and slavery? What’s wrong with loving literary trash? And this book is pure trash, although onstot takes a while to get to the gloriously skeevy stuff that was first glimpsed and then only done half-baked in Mandingo.
It’s divided into 3 parts, each one about a tumultuous time span in the lives of 3 male slaves, all related by blood. Tamboura Tamboura’s the brother of a tribal chief, but due to some jealous conniving, he finds himself aboard a slaver ship bound for Cuba.
Once onstottt, he gets involved with his master’s white mistress, and things don’t end well. Drum Drum, son of Tamboura and the white woman, lives in his mother’s whorehouse but thinks he’s the son of her maid. An argument with a client’s coachman proves that Drum’s an able fighter and he becomes a main attraction at the brothel: But these salad days don’t last forever. Drumson The imaginatively named son of Drum is purchased by Hammond Maxwell here’s where the Mandingo connection comes in and he becomes a valued slave in the Maxwell household.
However, Maxwell’s horny daughter Sophie causes no end of trouble for any man within groping range. Maxwell’s own vendetta against two other slaves a grudge carried over from the last book helps ignite a slave rebellion that has a bunch of carcasses littered among the burnt-out ruins at Falconhurst.
So, nothing redeeming in it whatsoever, but so hugely entertaining and absurdly addictive that the slow parts didn’t seem that slow and when the action ramped up, the pages flew by. The first 80 pages were very similar to what Alex Haley did in Roots 14 years jyle, with depictions of village life and Tamboura’s capture and journey on the Middle Passage.
If anything could be called “serious” and “well-done,” it is that first section. Then the horny white woman shows up and we’re off! Lots and lots of casual homoerotica! Decapitations and handjobs and bears, oh my! To this day I still don’t know why I liked Mandingo so much.
Compared to this book, it’s deathly dull with its repetitious dialogue and non-existant plot. Maybe if I tried to read it again, I wouldn’t get through it. Thanks to a article I found in The Washington PostKjle feel pretty confident in asserting that Lance Horner is probably the one to credit for giving the Falconhurst books some focus and pizazz.
That elderly gay Bostonian eccentric who allegedly mailed gay porno postcards to misogynist bachelor Kyle Onstott took kye reins of long-distance “collaboration” they never met and set the Mandingo saga on the trashy rails where it belongs.
I salute you, sir! Gone are the pages upon pages of musings about rheumatiz and hot toddies and the ins and outs of slave breeding saying the same damn thing over and over, and instead are vivid descriptions of a New Orleans bawdyhouse’s “attractions,” a yellow fever epidemic, handjobbing mulattos, horny masters and mistresses and slaves, and brawling fights where nuts get grabbed and ears get chewed and wrists kyel get snapped off.
There’s enough there that is pure Mandingo Onstott, but the zip and zing in this one can only be due to Horner and his rather quirky grasp of Southern gothic onstoott porno exploito-trash. There’s far more sex in this than in Mandingowhich was so fade-to-black that I never knew if anything was happening.
Here there’s no doubt, though still phrased coyly with terms like “warmth” and “raging need” and “orgiastic ecstasy. In fact, sex is a motivator for nearly every character at one time or another to do really really stupid things.
It’s often thrown in simply for prurient reasons. And I wouldn’t have it any other way in lit-ra-cha like this.
And the gay element really stands tall and proud in this one. And this book was a featured selection in the “Reading Club For Men” in Wonder what some readers thought when they kept coming across those parts in between all the het stuff?
Especially Drumson’s “Damn, it’s a guy with a hand on my dick! Duh, these books aren’t for everyone. And I don’t recommend them unless you know exactly what you’re getting and are a-OK with just about any kind of WTFery that can get thrown at you.
But for lovers of pulpy trash, they’re a must-read. Oh, and I should add that if you’ve seen the movie as I have done oh so gleefullythe screenplay is a total mashup of the three stories. There are elements from each one that got smushed so the script would have one main protagonist.
Ehh, I would say 6 of one, half dozen of the other. They’re both cheesy and campy trash, although the movie does have the benefit of John Colicos you Trek fans know who he is playing a campy evil gay Creole and the awesome Warren Oates chewing up the scenery as a very crude Hammond Maxwell.
Oh, and Pam Grier talking about her missus’s titties. The lead, Ken Norton, has barely more thespian skill than a rock. How can you go wrong, I ask you. It’s cinematic gold for schlock film fans.
Read the book, then watch the movie. Or do the reverse. They’re both gloriously bad in the best possible way. View all 19 comments.