09-26-2017, 11:46 AM
I was reading Neil Gaiman's View from the Cheap Seats, and he was going on about how great Leiber was, so I picked this up.
It was interesting partly because it's set in San Francisco in the 1970s. I think he was trying to write something sort of in the vein of M.R. James, or other Victorian ghost stories; it has that sort of feel to it. It was great at establishing a mood, but it sort of fizzled at the end. It made me think of some songs by The Cure where there is a strong mood but they doesn't really go anywhere. I'm not convinced of his greatness. But then Gaiman was talking about his short stories, so maybe they are better. This was entertaining but not great.
It was interesting partly because it's set in San Francisco in the 1970s. I think he was trying to write something sort of in the vein of M.R. James, or other Victorian ghost stories; it has that sort of feel to it. It was great at establishing a mood, but it sort of fizzled at the end. It made me think of some songs by The Cure where there is a strong mood but they doesn't really go anywhere. I'm not convinced of his greatness. But then Gaiman was talking about his short stories, so maybe they are better. This was entertaining but not great.
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