Those fans of John Carpenter's The Thing will recognize the motifs Lovecraft uses in his description of an antarctic expedition that discovers the remnants of something they never expected. The entire story is delivered as a first person narrative almost entirely devoid of dialogue from the perspective of one of the expedition's leaders, William Dyer. It reminded me of my reading of Time Machine and War of the Worlds, for both the style of the narrative with its abundant description as well as the incredible imagination of the author. It's easy to lose oneself in the dense prose - not since Poe have eerie terrors been offered with such stilted romantic language. I admire the mind at work here, the creative genius, but the utter devotion to this style leaves a cold impression.