A decent enough Lovecraftian collection, but there is something a little perverse about trying to stand inside the Mythos (as McGuire and others do) and lugubriously say "what if we took the point of view of the monsters!"  If there is anything salvageable from Lovecraft after you dig through the racial animus and Victorian cowardice, it's a fear of the alien and unknowable. Taking the point of view of a Deep One just doesn't come across right.  

I've addressed Barron's pulpish dive into Lovecraftiana in my review of his more-extended Xs For Eyes, which includes his story from here. Suffice to say that without anyone lovable at all and full deconstruction on all sides, there's no place to stand.  The rodeo clown story by Tailley is a much more exciting and cackling-fun pulp ride than Barron's because it's so much more straight-faced.  And Lansdale's contribution is uncharacteristically flat, just a full-on recapitulation with nothing new brought to the table.  

Nevertheless the other stories really do pop, with the fear of dementia and helplessness, of poverty and seeing too much when you're too vulnerable to really do anything about it, and the illustrations are a nice touch. It's worth sitting down with; better than a lot of Lovecraftian anthologies lurking around various ebook sites.

Others have covered the content warnings better than me, don't take anything from my lack of offering them.