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[Dysnomia]

All that flowery prose and then still use the term "shit" describing a fecal stool? That's the most disgusting part right there.

And I was eating chocolate when I clicked that spoiler.

 

[BrunoMattei]

And I was eating chocolate when I clicked that spoiler.

You get what you fucking deserve Mr. Anime Avatar.

 

[Fromtheblackdepths]

And I was eating chocolate when I clicked that spoiler.

There are worst parts.

This sounds like the notoriously disastrous Gnome Press of science fiction fame, which similarly published a lot of great books and then exploded in a catastrophe of borderline fraud and failure. Since this always comes up when Gnome Press is mentioned, Martin Greenberg, the crook who founded Gnome Press, should never be confused with Martin H. Greenberg, the prolific anthologist.

Come to think of it, and more relevant to the fucked-up books topic, there was also Olympia Press, the first publisher of both Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs and Nabokov's Lolita, which similarly went belly-up after a series of sordid dealings and questionable treatment of authors. Maurice Girodias was probably one of the more notable villains of the publishing of fucked-up books scene.

Do people who produce screwed up stuff always work under equally screwed up assholes?

 

[BrunoMattei]

Do people who produce screwed up stuff always work under equally screwed up assholes?

I think it's more that in businesses like writing or filmmaking or whatever there's a lot of room to get fucked over.

 

[Fromtheblackdepths]

I think it's more that in businesses like writing or filmmaking or whatever there's a lot of room to get fucked over.

Reminds me of that one band who worked under that Beatles owned label and got fucked over by their manager. Dude inadvertently caused one of the band members to die of suicide. Then asks the widow not to blame him in a public statement.

Alright since I know this thread goes slow, I'll just post some excerpts from the fucked up books I'm reading.

Spoiler: House of Holes

Then she was herself again, but standing on the porch outside the House of Holes. She rang the buzzer. A man with a bag on his back answered. He introduced himself; his name was Daggett. He took her into a small room with a round wooden table and, referring to a clipboard, began asking her questions. He asked her to describe her ideal man. “I like men who are intelligent and witty,” Rhumpa said.

“Also kind to animals and interested in other people and able to hold a conversation of a reasonable length.” Daggett frowned and looked at his clipboard. “It says here that you favor a man with a heavy, dark dick. It quotes you as saying, ‘Some nice things are just not possible with a small, pale dick.’ ”

“Where did you get that piece of information?” Rhumpa asked, outraged. “During reassembly they do a spectrum analysis,” Daggett said.

“They screen for diseases, of course, and comb through for lurid thoughts. What’s your ideal sexual encounter?” “Oh, touching, kissing, caressing,” Rhumpa said, at a loss. “It says here that you would favor having three Italian airplane pilots in uniform shoot their comeloads onto your belly while you cup your clitoris with a wooden spoon.”

“They don’t necessarily have to be Italian,” Rhumpa said. “And they can be race-car drivers if that’s easier.” “Because of your interest in pilots, we thought you might be a good person to fly one of our pornsucker ships.” Rhumpa asked what a pornsucker ship was, and he explained. “It’s an airplane that flies around sucking up bad porn from cities.”

“Why?” “Because bad porn is bad porn—it’s depressing and drowns out good porn. We store it, letting objectionable content settle out. The less porn there is overall, the more likely people are to come to the House of Holes.” “How sordid,” Rhumpa said. “I don’t want to spend time doing that.” “Oh? It says here that you’d definitely like to steer an airplane with your crotch.” “I do believe you’ve got the wrong clipboard,” Rhumpa said. “I don’t think so,” Daggett said, a trifle testily. Rhumpa asked him if she was a prisoner or a gues

 

[AnOminous]

Reminds me of that one band who worked under that Beatles owned label and got fucked over by their manager. Dude inadvertently caused one of the band members to die of suicide.

You're talking about Badfinger. Damn, that band was cursed. Not just one but two of their members committed suicide. The one you were talking about was probably Peter Ham. They're mostly known now for Baby Blue, the song at the very end of Breaking Bad, and possibly one of the best soundtrack choices of the series.

They don't deserve to be known only for this, though. Their main hit was written by Paul McCartney especially for them.

This band did absolutely nothing wrong (except things that were completely unavoidable and they couldn't have known how bad things would go). If only you knew how bad. . .

 

[Angel Dust]

Someone gifted me "The years best extreme hardcore horror" volumes 1-4. I'm halfway through 1 and I'm not very impressed thus far. The stories are good, but I've also read more fucked up shit here. The extreme hardcore horror factor is seriously lacking.

 

[glass_houses]

Someone gifted me "The years best extreme hardcore horror" volumes 1-4. I'm halfway through 1 and I'm not very impressed thus far. The stories are good, but I've also read more fucked up shit here. The extreme hardcore horror factor is seriously lacking.

KF just makes people jaded in general.

 

[Angel Dust]

KF just makes people jaded in general.

This is true, but i feel like even by normie standards it's pretty tame. Clive Barkers Books of Blood are more "extreme" content wise.

 

[Fromtheblackdepths]

This is true, but i feel like even by normie standards it's pretty tame. Clive Barkers Books of Blood are more "extreme" content wise.

Really? That does sound tame.

 

[Not Really Here]

Jurisdiction Series by Susan R. Matthews, Sci-Fi series about a surgeon coerced into becoming a torturer by his father as political service.
A gifted doctor who only wants to heal people surrenders to mild pressure, abandons his ideals then tortures and rapes the people he is required to tortures, sometimes before they die and sometimes after.
Written by a lesbian with no idea how men think.

 

[BrunoMattei]

I just realized Supervert's 4th book is free and can be downloaded.

https://supervert.com/post-depravity/

(For you Boomers, scroll down to the bottom for the PDF link)

Post-Depravity is a dismembered novel, its parts isolated like organs harvested from a cadaver. To read it, however, is to realize that a meticulously curated set of images and terms is distributed across its vitals. Neologisms, repetitions, trigger words that connect disparate regions of text — these reverberate and resound in the brain, causing the reading experience to mirror the obsessional mindset of Dr God-Damn X-Ray Spex. In that respect, Post-Depravity is not just a diagnosis but a means of derangement, an effort to use language to induce psychosis.

A book on medical experiments. This is easily the darkest of Supervert's books thus far. The most violent one.

 

[Fromtheblackdepths]

I just realized Supervert's 4th book is free and can be downloaded.

https://supervert.com/post-depravity/

(For you Boomers, scroll down to the bottom for the PDF link)



A book on medical experiments. This is easily the darkest of Supervert's books thus far. The most violent one.

But what about Pre-Depravity?

 

[Weeb Slinger]

I am revisiting Derek Raymond's series of Factory novels, which concern themselves with the unceasingly grim life of an unnamed detective, working out of police station on Poland Street, in London, Soho, who investigates the unsolved murders of people who subsisted on the margins of society.

While the crimes in Raymond's stories are gruesome, what is most memorable is the detective's empathy for the victims. These books are less about fetishising murderers, who are portrayed as broken human beings, and more about chronicling a lone policeman's attempt to secure justice for individuals who society regards as unworthy of even that fundamental human dignity.

There is some very dark humour woven into the narratives. In the first novel 'The Devil's Home On Leave', passing mention is made of man whose crimes amounted to slicing open his wife and fucking her entrails after she refused to have sex with him, repeating the same act on a girlfriend, and then raping his 10 year old daughter. In an interview at the police station the killer asks whether he will ever be forgiven.

"Only by Lord Longford," replies the detective [Longford famously believed that the infamous child murderer, Myra Hindley, could be rehabilitated].

There was a popular TV crime drama in the 90s called Cracker, penned Jimmy Mcgovern, that drew superficially on the dark and unpleasant tone of Raymond's novels. Warren Ellis also appeared to be strongly influenced by them during his short-lived run on Hellblazer. It's a great shame that no attempt has been made to dramatise the books themselves. If they were filmed by someone who was sympathetic to the nuances of the material, they would make for very haunting television.

 

[Kornula]

I'll have to chime in for any book by Marquise de Sade. The man was twisted enough to be the only other prisoner left in the Bastille when they stormed it to free everyone.

The mob kept him locked up.

"Less than Zero" by Bret Ellis Eaton is mind numbling twisted. The end is insanely depraved.

BTW; there is only one book inducted into the Rock N Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland; "Spider Kiss" by Harlan Ellsion. It's dark - and totally engaging.

 

[Cheerlead-in-Chief]

If anyone is into brother/sister incest or an uncle literally thirsting over his college aged niece just before getting executed and having his balls singedonto his testicles while his father dines on filet mignon, Magical Realism is the perfect genre.
"One Hundred Years of Solitude", for the first. "The House of the Spirits" for the latter.
EDIT: In "The House of the Spirits" a big black shaggy dog impales a bitch with his genitals, both get hosed down and on the wedding Barnabas (the shaggy dog) just shows at the wedding with a cleaver in his hide and slowly dies. He gets....stuffed and banished to the basement and the niece/granddaughter fucked her college sweetheart in same basement until "the basement was too musty"
EDIT 2: Also due to colonialism, the European men in the novels are depicted as dandies. Or a pervert into Indian male and female servants and both die via suicide or mysterious circumstances.

 

[AnOminous]

"Less than Zero" by Bret Ellis Eaton is mind numbling twisted. The end is insanely depraved.

Most people don't know this book but it is actually more fucked up than American Psycho, just not in a way that got media attention.

 

[In Memoriam]

How about Gabriel Garcia Marquez for fucked up sex? One of my favorites

 

[AnOminous]

Also I'm kind of amazed by how much you could get Bret Easton Ellis's name wrong. Seriously, "Bret Ellis Eaton?" Did you try to fuck it up that much? Because if so, A for effort. Or E for effort. Whatever.

 

[kaien]

Most people don't know this book but it is actually more fucked up than American Psycho, just not in a way that got media attention.

Everyone just saw the movie and assumed that the book is also a schmaltzy don't-do-drugs PSA, unaware that in its original conception EVERYONE in the story is a nihilistic amoral pansexual cokehead.

I keep meaning to get around to reading the sequel, which was described to me as a frank portrayal of how Hollywood eats people and spits out the gristle.