Most disappointing stories:
F. Marion Crawford: "The Upper Berth" -- I imagine this was powerful in its day, but I didn't feel it. Recent conversations with J.D. Worthington have made me think I should dig it out and reread it, though. I do like other stories by Crawford.
Perceval Landon: "Thurnley Abbey" -- Again, probably powerful in its day, but I think it may have sparked so many imitations that it didn't resonate with me at all when I first read it. In all honesty, I probably should give this another try, too.
Most disappointing novel:
The Cellar by Richard Laymon. Sentence by sentence he was a competent professional writer. But I found this novel repellant less for the horror content, which was extreme and sometimes distasteful, than for the lack of believable characters. They all talked like '70s TV stereotypes and acted like stereotypes from action/adventure movies, same era. On the other hand, if they had been believable characters then I might have empathized with them and been completely revolted by events described. I read the novel in part because of another horror writer's (David Garnett) entry in
Horror: The 100 Best Novels (ed. Stephen Jones and Kim Newman), which otherwise offers a pretty good reading list. Now I know not to read Garnett, either.
Randy M.