No great talent of this century encountered more opposition to a rightful place in literary esteem than H.P. Lovecraft. Yet no other writer ever gathered a more devoted band of followers determined to give his creations immortality.
Today the whole world knows of Lovecraft. Today the mythology of the Elder Gods, of the Great Old Ones, of Cthulhu, have become the Horror Pantheon of the science fiction and fantasy reading cosmos.
In this remarkable new anthology, Edward P. Berglund has commissioned nine original tales of the Cthulhu Mythos -- nine terrifying tales of the inconceivable past and the unbearable mysteries of outer space and their impact on Earth. Here is Fritz Leiber with a long new novelette, and Eddy C. Bertin, and Lin Carter, and Brian Lumley, and Joseph Payne Brennan, and the others...
Here are THE DISCIPLES OF CTHULHU. Read and tremble!
I would like to give this collection 3.75 stars, if I could. Like most of the Chaosium "Cycle" books, the stories are somewhat uneven in quality. There are several real gems in this collection: Brian Lumley's "The Fairground Horror" is excellent, as are "Glimpses" by A.A. Attamasio and "The Terror From the Depths" by Fritz Leiber.
Some stories are fair-to-good but seem very dated, "The Silence of Erika Zann" stands out as an example of this.
Then there are a few serious clunkers- Ramsey Campbell's "The Tugging" reads like a failed attempt at "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" stream-of-consciousness style writing PLUS attempting to mash-in Lovecraftian terror. It just doesn't work.
The crowning turd would be Robert M. Price's "Dope Wars of the Black Tong". It stands out in this collection as terrible, just terrible. Not only was it much more of a Robert E Howard pastiche than a Lovecraftian one, but Price managed to accommodate quite possibly every racial slur or stereotype used by BOTH Lovecraft and Howard collectively, only with the bonus of the story having been written in the 1990s instead of 1920s.
As to the story itself, Price managed to convey all the thick-headedness of a classic Howard pulp protagonist with all the lack of actual character development of Lovecraft's almost "Invisible narrator" style of writing. If I had to best describe the story as a mash-up it would be Dick Tracy meets Lovecraft's "The Street", and I mean that in the worst way possible.
Most of these stories are winking and nodding at the Lovecraft mythos which makes them fall flat. It is cool to see popular writers take a stab at cosmic/Eldritch horror but most of them are going at it the wrong way. The only story that really stuck out to me was “The Tugging” as it was the most original and didn’t rely on names, books, and places from Lovecraft’s original stories. It also didn’t over stay its welcome like many of the others did, as the rest often shoved in as much mythos as possible instead of making a good story. “Darkness, My Name Is,” “The Fairground Horror,” and “The Terror From the Depths” are also pretty good but nothing special. The rest are either dull and/or unoriginal.
A collection from 1976 of spin-offs from the Mythos created by HP Lovecraft. (Oddly, an 'updated' version shown on Goodreads contains exactly the same contents.) As is common with tales by other authors doing their own interpretation of Lovecraft's mythology, the quality is quite variable.
The opening story by Brian Lumley, "The Fairground Horror" is set in an old time travelling funfair of the kind still existing in the 1970s. Two brothers run it but after the youngest travels abroad on some kind of archaeological expedition, things go badly and his older brother has to sell the fair, keeping only the freak show, their father's favourite sideshow, to provide them a living. However, that doesn't do well either. The brother returns but doesn't pull his weight and departs again on an extended absence, but when he returns again he has become a sinister figure and proceeds to convert the freakshow into a 'Tomb of the Old Ones'. His elder brother's concern grows, but with an unexpected twist in that his objections are not moral. I found this one rather over written in the purple prose style that besets a lot of Lovecraft pastiches.
James Wade's "The Silence of Erika Zann" is a bit of an oddity because it is set in the counterculture years of San Francisco and comes across as dated because of the slang of the time etc, but the introduction says it was written in the 1940s. Maybe it was originally about an avante garde jazz club, in which case, ironically, it would have been far more interesting to the present day reader if it had not been 'updated'. Lovecraft fans will pick up that the title character is the granddaughter of one of Lovecraft's original characters ("The Music of Erich Zann").
"All Eye" by Bob Van Laerhoven instantly reminded me of Algernon Blackwood's "The Wendigo", except that it lacked the brooding menace of the latter. It tries to do a twist but in a fairly clunky way that tips the reader off immediately. It is a story of weird sibling rivalry.
Ramsey Campbell's "The Tugging" was the first story I liked. It is classic 70s Campbell, with the constant sense of being off balance, of things not being what they should, and creeping menace from presences hidden behind everyday reality. It has a fairly original twist on the Mythos, so unlike a lot of tribute tales it doesn't rely on umpteen references to things previously covered, or the various mythic tomes such as the Necronomicon.
"Where Yidra Walks" by Walter C DeBill Jr for me was another more original take. Again, this isn't the usual retread of old characters/gods/books etc. Instead, it deals with a traveller who is stranded by flooding in a remote valley. It gradually becomes clear that the locals worship a strange female deity, and that this worship involves some kind of exchange so that their non human goddess walks among them with her true nature hidden by a 'glamour', while they are becoming non human in the process. The traveller investigates the disappearance of a previous visitor, but it turns out that they have already selected him for a role in their worship and he is in deadly danger. A good tense read.
Joseph Payne Brennan wrote "The Feaster from Afar" which started out with some promise but fell a bit flat. We're told that the protagonist likes to operate on logic, yet I saw nothing logical about turning up to a hunting lodge retreat arranged through his agent and then agreeing to sign the lease even though you have discovered that it is miles down a rough track and you have to drive to and from the nearest town to get supplies or even collect post (given the time of writing, there is no internet or mobile phones of course). It is no surprise that the character is soon having nasty dreams about something hunting him through the barren landscape around the lodge.
"Zoth-Ommog" concerns a character who works at a museum where his boss has had a complete nervous breakdown following study of artefacts and writings brought back from the South Pacific by another academic who also had a breakdown. Having read quite a few of Lin Carter's works (he was very prolific as a writer and editor), it wasn't surprising that this was overlong and went over a lot of ground involving umpteen strange and unpronounceable names of various deities etc, including their genealogy, plus the usual occult tomes that crop up in Lovecraftian fiction, the Necronomicon being the chief one. The conclusion when it came was rather predictable.
"Darkness My Name Is" by Eddy C Belin is rather an odd tale set in a remote part of Germany which the protagonist visits in pursuit of his interest in the location of a mythic temple. The difference between this and similar stories is that the deity involved (Cyaegha or the Thing That Waits in Darkness) doesn't appear to be one of the usual suspects, and the worshippers are trying to keep the thing penned up and sleeping. The story features quite grisy violence and some far out metaphysical descriptions of what happens to the protagonist and the Deity, which I didn't find particularly understandable or convincing.
Finally, for a longtime fan of his Fafhr and the Grey Mouser series and other novels, "The Terror from the Depths" by Fritz Leiber turns out to be a bit of a disappointment. This story concerns an odd sensitive young man who has lived as a hermit in the hills around Hollywood following the strange deaths of his parents. A lot of other characters from Lovecraft stories are name checked; I recognised some of them though couldn't always remember the details of what had supposedly happened to them in the original tales. In fact, Lovecraft himself, is in the background - not for the first time, the idea being that he based his ideas on a reality which is described in the story. It wasn't terribly involving sadly.
Given that I only liked two of the stories in the collection, I can only justify giving it a two-star 'it was OK' rating.
In addition to shaping a very unique literary cosmos H. P. Lovecraft had a very specific style of writing. This is an early collection of short stories by other authors inspired by his writing. Some names were well established in the SF/fantasy/horror world while others at least to me are totally unknown.
The stories included are for the most part quite dull. The language is stilted and archaic but I'm not sure if it is an homage to the old gentleman himself or if the writers just are bad at their job. The intrigue in most of these stories is carbon copied from Lovecraft and other early weird fiction writers with an added dimension of incessant namedropping of Cthulhu mythos references.
What Lovecraft did better than most was to offer enough of the background conspiracies to give the reader chills. The today well established names of the Necronomicon, Cthulhu or Azathoth were never overly exposed but used when the story benefited from hints of a hidden truth.
Most of the writers here bring out every damn fictional god, demon, forbidden tome and historical madman they can think of which makes it tiresome to wade through. They also namedrop characters from Lovecrafts own stories as well as Lovecraft himself for some meta literary reasons. Especially Lin Carter presents a nauseating piece of story that manages to be both a literary affront as well as an insult to the actual mythos it is based on. I hope he burns somewhere for what he has done to the Lovecraft legacy, both here and in his role as editor and pastische writer elsewhere.
A few examples are decent, like Fritz Leibers not very original but at least well written finishing story, and Brian Lumleys The Fairground Horror which reads like a mix of Lovecraft and Bradbury. These too have their problems but at least they can write and have a voice of their own.
The one redeeming piece in the collection is The Tugging by Ramsey Campbell. Over the years he has established himself as a fine horror writer with a voice of his own. In this early short story he manages to take the mythos and the atmosphere from Lovecraft and add his own British kitchen sink reality mixed with an astronomical mystery that brings out that cosmic horror we all love. He alone has the writing skills to actually create horror. He actually creates something with literary merits on its own. Those pages alone saves this from a solid one out of five.
Uno de los problemas comunes en las antologías es la disparidad entre la calidad de las obras que las forman. En este caso, se trata de una recopilación de cuentos de autores que retomaron los mitos de Cthulhu en los 60s y 70s. Así que se pueden encontrar historias que rayan en el pastiche más pobre (como "Horror en la feria" de Brian Lumley) hasta homenajes sentidos pero que por párrafos caen en las listas de compras para satisfacer a los fans ("El terror de las profundidades" de Fritz Leiber), aunque también hay historias que me dejaron muy satisfecho (como "La senda de Yidhra" de Walter C. DeBill Jr, que fue un gusto releer y "El tirón" de Ramsey Campbell, si bien el final no le hace justicia a su excelente narración) e intentos que tenían buenas ideas pero la ejecución no terminó de cuajar ("Todo ojos" de Bob Van Laerhoven).
This is the first of Lovecraft's Mythos stories I've read in quite a while, and like any anthology, it's a mixed bag. The first several stories generally have a horror that's a tie-in to Cthulhu or another of the Ancient Ones or Elder Gods. One, Walter DeBill, Jr.'s "Where Yidhra Walks" has a female being named Yidhra who has her own cult going in a small Texas town named Milando, fronted by a beauty named Yolanda. The last three stories by Lin Carter, Eddy C. Bertin and Fritz Leiber, are much more into the heart of the Mythos, and pull one into the whole universe of terror. One experiences Arkham, Massachusetts, and Miskatonic University with several faculty members exploring the ancient manuscripts - the Necronomicon and others. As well as geological features and things under the Pacific Ocean.
Chaosium reprints (plus or minus a story) a classic Lovecraftian anthology from the 1960s. Trouble is, editor Edward P. Berglund appears to have a taste for a particular kind of tale. Just about every entry in the set features long paragraphs, little dialogue, tons of description and not a lot of plot. And though they all require careful attention, few of them actually reward it. The lead-off tale – Brian Lumley’s “The Fairground Horror” – was particularly disappointing. Even the better works in the set, such as Fritz Leiber’s “The Terror from the Depths,” aren’t anybody’s finest efforts. To be sure, there are some good ideas here. They’re just buried under a lot of outdated prose.
I've been reading stories from this for about 14 years now and finally finished the last 3 stories this year. It's not that the book is that long, it was just that it would sit for a year or two and I would see it and say, "Oh yeah, there are still some stories in there I haven't read."
Overall the stories were decent with a couple that didn't work for me at all. Most memorable thing was the Lieber stories where Lovecraft is actually a character. I'm starting to feel that after reading Lovecraft and Lovecraft-inspired stories for about 35 years now, I'm getting a little burnt out on the ideas.
A rather disappointing collection of Cthulhu Mythos short stories from the 1970's. Most read like fanfic (e.g. Walter C. DeBill Jr's "Where Yidhra Walks" is pretty much a straight-out ripoff of "Shadow Over Innsmouth.") and some are less story and more lengthy prose lists of gods, monsters, and "forbidden" manuscripts (especially Lin Carter's "Zoth-Ommog"). 2 stars only. Even the authors' I normally like didn't feel like they were putting forth their best efforts. Off the cuff, I'm actually hard pressed to come up with any good Mythos writings from that decade.
Pretty solid Mythos collection. The Chaosium reissue removes two stories which weren't really up to much and replaces them with a couple which aren't much better - in particular, the Robert M. Price story here leans into Robert E. Howard-esque racism to a disgraceful extent. Were it not for those two, this would be a five-star collection. Full review: https://fakegeekboy.wordpress.com/201...
Shares the primary issue of many story collections - the uneven quality of the stories. I enjoyed the homage to Lovecraft's Erich Zann, which seems to create fewer follow-ons than his other stories. But the standout for me was Eddy Bertin's "Darkness, My Name Is" - an author I have never read before. Others, including the other two novella length stories, suffer from one of Lovecraft's frequent issues - too much detail making the story drag.
Esto es un poco trampa porque las últimas dos historias las leí a medias. La razón es simple: todos estos autores sólo tratan de imitar a Lovecraft y apenas aportan algo nuevo, es como si se esforzaran en no tener una identidad propia como escritores. Los últimos relatos los dejé a medias porque me di cuenta de que no eran ninguna excepción y, a esas alturas, ya estaba harto.
-Horror en la feria 4 -El silencio de Erika Zann 3 -Todo Ojos 3 -El tirón 4 -La senda de Yidhra 3,5 -Vistazos 3 -La Guerra del Tong Negro 2,5 -Oscuridad, me llamo 4 -El terror de las profundidades 4
Gemeinsamkeit: Alle Geschichten nehmen HPL als real hin. Lovecraft wird in jeder Story erwähnt, mal als exzentrischer Dichter, mal als okkulter Intellektueller.
* Lin Carter - Zoth-Ommog: Tolle Bibliographie und "Biographie" des Mythos, in Sachen Handlung aber komplett zu vernachlässigen * Joseph Payne Brennan - Das einsame Haus: Das konnte HPL besser ... * Eddy C. Bertin - Und Dunkelheit ist mein Name: Sehr schön konstruierte Geschichte über einen Moment, einen Augenblick, der ein ganzes Schicksal enthält. * Fritz Leiber - Der Schrecken aus den Tiefen: Eine andere literarische Liga als die anderen Geschichten. Spannende Story über Träume und ihre Beziehung zur Wirklichkeit, incl. Jung, Freud, kollektives Unbewußtes etc.
In HP Lovecraft's story "Pickman's Model," he says "Any magazine cover hack can splash paint around wildly and call it a nightmare or a Witches' Sabbath... but only a great painter can make such a thing really scare or ring true" I don't intend to say that the writers whose stories are included in this book are hacks- far from it- but somehow, they never really evoke the real 'feel' of Lovecraft's Cthullu Mythos. The stories are well-written, but they never really find the note that always rings through Lovecraft's own work.
Not just Lumley, the lead off with 'The Fairground Horror', this collection has James Wade (The Silence of Erica Zann), Bob Van Laerhoven (All-Eye), Ramsey Campbell (The Tugging), Walter C. DeBill, Jr (Where Yidhra Walks), Joseph Payne Brennan (The Feaster From Afar), Lin Carter (Zoth-Ommog), Eddy C. Berlin (Darkness, My Name Is), Fritz Lieber (The Terror From The Depths), with an introduction by Robert Bloch. Any Lovecraftian fan knows many of these names from The Circle. This is a worthy addition, perhaps even a necessary one, to you Lovecraft shelf.
Darkness, My Name Is - Eddie C. Bertin - Disciples of Cthulhu A man goes to a remote valley in Germany where his research into elder things takes him. There he investigates an old cult who worship the local mountain and the dark god who lives there. Turns into psychedelic 70s stuff with a time warping ending. Pretty cool story all in all. Takes it's inspiration from the Howard's The Black Stone.
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Una recopilación de relatos de terror de corte lovecraftiano. La mayoría soyçn reguleros, experimentando con cosas que no salen demasiado bien, narrándose de formas en exceso lentas o con personajes poco digeribles. Me gustaría destacar ``La Senda de Yidra´´ y, sobretodo, ``Oscuridad, me llamo´´, por ser los únicos relatos con un estandar de calidad realmente alto.
As befitting any tribute to the Old Gentleman of Providence, about half of the stories here are obvious and half-baked (usually the ones that explicitly reference the Derleth version of the mythos -- Elder Gods vs. Ancient Ones, etc.).
A collection of stories based on the writings of H.P. Lovecraft. These are, to me, only slightly better than the original Lovecraft stories. Just not a fan of his writings. Not recommended