THE NEFARIOUS CARLTON HERZOG GIVES TOILET ZONE 3 FIVE OF FIVE STARS
For starters, the cover’s display of a human violating the privacy of a grey alien on the toilet is brilliant. How you like us now E.T.? From the shocked look on your face, I’m guessing not so much.
I love how Gerri Gray curates her anthologies. There’s a skill to it. From my imaginary orbit, I see the order of the narratives as a narrative unto itself with its own metaphysical economy. Perhaps because of the egotistical magnificence I, like most psychotics, attribute to myself.
Let us go now to forsaken typographies and mad transmutations befitting the almighty porcelain sanctuary. I enjoyed James Musgrave’s Bug Motel’s brilliant scientific horror suffused as it was with sly social commentary. Josh Darling’s Collateral makes excellent use of gore as an intensifier to drive the story, much like one might use profanity to emphasize a point. I could feel it in my own viscera and not in good way. Geri Gray’s Vow of Obedience evokes Poe’s William Wilson, as well his Imp of the Perverse. The use of the mirror made it hard for me to tell if the protagonist was a garden variety nut, demonically possessed, or looking through a portal. My favorite line was, “You and your ilk turn your backs on life and concern yourselves more with what happens after your physical bodies die. And is not that crucifix you clutch in your murdering hands a symbol of execution? You might as well pray to a noose or an electric chair.” I’m cheering and stamping my feet as I read it. Well played Gray well played.
My good friend J.B. Toner rocked the bowl with crime horror and the line “his fat fingers diddling the pie.” Another great story penned by the man with unforgettable name Pangbourne had a great opening line: “It’s a goddam eyesore that’s what it is.” You must read the story.
That brings me Chris McCauley who stepped off Mars and into the Stokerverse to give us some Watson and Holmes. It was an interesting choice because it took me back to gas lamped England. I loved the description of the monster elinguating the child: “The creature snatched the tongue of the girl and pulled. It stretched forward like rubber and tore. The child’s face was now a fountain of blood. Her eyes, in an almost merciful manner, were obscured with gore.”
I also liked the Savage Wind by the MAD GOTH Tim Mendees. It’s a wendigo extravaganza. I loved Bloodbath by Rebecca Kolodziej for its descriptive style and flow, as well as its surrealistic horror. The perfect capstone for a perfect anthology.
The rest of the stories were equally great, so much so, that in my opinion, this volume is as good as if not better than any of the so-called Years Best Anthologies floating in the digital ether.