A review by spestock
Horrorama by A.S. Coomer, Lucas Mangum, Matt Harvey

4.0

Before I started reading, I perused the reviews here. I saw mostly two categories. One or two stars, saying: "Gross! Extreme! Perverse! Disgusting!" Or four or five stars, saying: "Gross! Extreme! Perverse! Disgusting!"

I fall into the latter group. Horrorama is not for the shy of heart, for the squeamish. There's nothing wrong with being either. I'm a huge baby when it comes to horror movies. Horror on the page is a different story. This set of three novellas was a heck of a lot of fun, even as it often made me squeeze my eyes closed and try to think of something nice and pretty.

Each story, at least once, elicited a strong, visceral reaction. For me, this usually means I hold my place with a finger, close the book, shake my head, and whisper "No" out loud. That is high praise, the whispered "no." I also giggled "what the fuck" nervously when Mr. Dennison came upon a certain storage unit in the first story (no spoilers, but if you've read it, it's the one where the guy was dressed in the thing and filming himself doing this other thing).

I enjoyed all three stories, but the third was the best, in my opinion. A very satisfying conclusion, too.