It’s still the time before Halloween, and after a little break of reviewing a random movie, I’m back to telling you about the gems of the world of horror.
And this time, it’s in printed form. Yes, you heard right, this bit of macabre halloween goodness comes on dead trees.
H. P. Lovecraft is one of the absolute masters of the genre. Even after seventy years, his stories have not lost any of their appeal. Lovecraft manages to create a strange atmosphere of authenticity, almost as if what he writes about could be really true. In fact, he’s so giood at it, that one of his most famous creations, the dreaded Necronomicon, is widely believed to have been an actual book.
At the Mountains of Madness is presented in the form of an expedition diary or report. A team of scientiests travels to Antarctica, and finds terror. First, strange fossils are discovered, and then an expedition gets slaughtered. The main characters explore further and uncover a hidden truth about earth’s pre-history, shielded by the eternal ice for aeons.
I won’t be giving away more of the plot; rest assured, the story is worth reading. I would not rank it quite as high as my favorite stories by Lovecraft – that would be the Shadow out of Time and the Case Charles Dexter Ward – but it’s still an absolute classic that everybody who enjoys a good chill should read.