Toomuchhorrorfiction.blogspot.com Website Review

providing introductions to a series of reprint vintage horror novels to be published by Valancourt Books Yet my reading this year was unfortunately filled with dud books like the burnt kernels at the bottom of a popcorn bag. One straight bomb (Elmore Leonard, Jim Thompson, Dashiell Hammett) for relief.  titles below; they offer a good breadth of the genre, from mainstream to pulp horror, from the graphic to the poetic, from the creature from Jewish folklore bringing vengeance and mayhem to New York City. cannibalism and depravity, set in the filthy Middle Ages, is deliciously sleazy. shocker to explain why a professor's wife is—well,  you'll see. discord. Astute yet impressionistic, heartbreaking and bloody. naturalist's eye, with a vivid frigid locale and some spooky titular creatures. novel that's horror-adjacent, it is powerful, unsettling, at times brilliant. Here's to a horrific 2019! Now get out there and read some good horror. as hell. In short, unreadable. I began reading in all open-mindedness, but its idiocy factor is all-consuming. Nothing depicted has any writing what seems to be a novelization for a movie never made (copyright page notes based on an original screenplay by Joseph Van Two young women, crude simpletons both, talk their rich aging aunt of the title into participating in a seance—we're in New Orleans, if you must know—and, coerced by an occult con man who only made me think of this guy she'll get her two turd nieces to do the actual di*ty work of killing, which Miss Finney brings up over coffee. But it's a scam solely to get The first murder sequence is staged and executed in a manner reminiscent of a middle-school play made up and performed by, well, middle-schoolers. Aunt Finney's nieces, Brook and Willa (you know their names because neither one stops saying the other's) set up a Except that's not how it turns out, and from there I think there's some supernatural sh*t—book spine states supernatural horror under