“Heat” by Joyce Carol Oates, like all her other works is supremely disturbing and Gothic in nature. She tends to write stories that grab you by the throat and leave you breathless. This story is also something like that. It is of twins – Rhea and Rhoda Kunkel and how they meet their end one summer at the hands of a neighbour – a mentally unstable teenager, Roger Whipple. That in short, is the crux.
However, Oates makes it more than just this. The adjectives and the style of writing are enchanting. She knows how to create an atmosphere of sorts and then to ruin it with the harsh reality surrounding it. As a reader, I thought the story got its closure quite well. I did not hanker for more, nor did I think she could have written more when it came to this one. The undertones are brilliant – jealousy, the nature of God, families’ need to protect, and the idea of being a bully also is depicted vividly. A story that gives you the chills.