Perhaps strange to be approaching 60 without ever having read any H.P. Lovecraft, but at least I can thank Michel Houellebecq's interest in the writer for directing me to this volume of short stories. There is a stylistic uniqueness to Lovecraft that is appealing: His sentences are chunky and sometimes clunky, but they match his subject matter to a tee in their weirdness. His only pure science fiction story, The Walls of Eryx, is effective in conveying a creeping sense of doom, and the title story concludes with a truly horrifying twist. All in all, this is a collection that will likely prod a new reader to seek out more from this strange writer.
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