Stories Only in the Night with the Dead (introduction by Simon Clark) The Strangest Interview My Other Self In the House of the Chained Souls The Curse The Eternally Descending Blade The Maze for Jaded Brains The Infection of Time The Rose of Lamia The Enemy Within The Superintendent of Death The Illusion of Death The Church of Unholiness Love Hearts The Sea of Strangeness The Midnight Caller The Things in the Weed The Dead of the Night Within the Sea of the Dead Strange One off the Rails The Man with the Electric Balls Behind the Painted Face Soul Light Transfiguration The Dark-Minded Mother of Death Black Roses and Reputations The Man Who Drank Death The Keeper of Souls The Fortune to be Found in Death A Force of Evil The Darkest of All Healings The Lady of Starlight A Visit to the Gooja Bird Earth Spirit Doctor Klemm and the Angel of Death The Cemetery and the Ocean
This collection is obscure even to some who would consider themselves lovers of underground horror fiction. While such readers often attribute this kind of obscurity to the bland taste of the general readership, sometimes other factors must be considered; John B. Ford's work thoroughly proves this to be true. Bloated with many trifling sketches of dread and despair yet sometimes gleaming with a dark brilliance, this Hive Press book both frustrated and fascinated my consideration of Ford's ability as a conjuror of nightmares.
Even if the storytelling here is too succinct to tire even the least attentive reader, consuming thirty-five stories by any author would be overkill for anyone other than a true fan(atic); this isn't even counting the cleverly sardonic "The Strangest Interview"--essentially a poem formatted as dialogue--and the useless though, thankfully, brief introduction by Simon Clark. Yes, the sheer bulk of stories here is a lot like the average buffet: loaded with mediocre fare yet worth browsing for the good stuff.
Ford's dark magic works best when distilling the kind of pitch-black atmospheres that pervade "The Rose of Lamia" and "The Darkest of All Healings"; the former being an elegant, myth-like variation on the old theme of forbidden knowledge, while the latter slowly and masterfully reveals a confused character's more-than-human identity. Through surprisingly refined prose and effective pacing, the author's best pieces strike a rich balance between traditional horror and a very personal originality. Though flawed with an ending predictably played out by an amoral doctor stereotype, "The Maze for Jaded Brains" features a character who is outwardly imbecilic yet inwardly intelligent; the majority of the story focuses on the haunted man's attempt to redeem his inner life, punctuated with episodes of perceptual distortion and mistreatment by both medical staff and the general public. This largely interiorized narrative makes for some of the book's most powerfully evocative passages; an excerpt follows:
Then, as though suddenly instilled by some freak electronic impulse, I thought to myself, I would like to see this maze I am trapped within! In that very second commenced a chaotic display of crimson thoughts upon a tapestry of total darkness....Endless red waves were frantically darting about me, and in their movement i saw a terrible confusion.
With the exception of the uncommonly poignant ghost story, "Strange One off the Rails, and the extremely brief, almost prose-poetic piece, "A Visit to the Gooja Bird", the remaining works feel more like juvenile exercises in horror rather than fully fledged stories. The lowest points have to be the unfortunately-titled, "The Man with Electric Balls" and the abounding camp of "The Church of Unholiness"; Ed Wood could have easily turned the latter into a b-grade horror movie. Other failures, though not so obvious in their flaws, do not have enough rich concepts or mature craftsmanship to interest the more-demanding readers of this genre.
Considering Ford has been very quiet for the past decade, available collections continue to rise in price. I doubt that anyone other than obsessive collectors of obscure horror fiction would find this book--or his other publications--worthy of justifying an exorbitant purchase. I cannot deny, however, that many of the stories feature what Lovecraft deemed mandatory for any truly effective work of either horror or weird fiction: an inescapably oppressive atmosphere. This is a literary aspect which Ford obviously mastered and, consequently, remains the sole reason for reading his work.