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(I'm not gonna go into films, cos otherwise I'll be here all day)
I’m something of an old skool horror fan as far as books go, I think .. I honestly can’t think of any ‘modern’ horror book that I’ve enjoyed, but then maybe I just read the wrong ones..
I think the best horror stories I’ve read are probably HP Lovecraft’s most conventionally ‘scary’ tales – ‘The Rats in the Walls’, ‘The Lurking Fear’, ‘The Whisperer in Darkness’, ‘The Picture in the House’ – that kind of stuff. Something about the way the deliriously over the top gothic prose and the quaint victorianisms and the cardboard plotlines & characters function to hide a deep, dark strain of genuinely fevered repressed nastiness .. really quite disturbing.
Also, the first half of The House on the Borderland (William Hope Hodgeson), that quite frightened me. The way it’s based in a well-constructed first person narrative, so you end up really identifying with the central character as sits up all night in his big, empty house, grasping his shotgun as the faceless pig-demons pound on the doors and gaze through the windows .. a great example of Night of the Living Dead style survival horror.
To my mind, horror writing should never be ‘perfect’ .. I think it’s part of the deal that great horror should always be disconcerting, incongruous, unpredictable, hard to read, unfeasibly fucked up and preferably written by someone with a a genuinely diseased mind.. |
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