Sometimes, high-quality or low-quality imagery accompanies these stories; visions of horror snake through the internet and weave themselves into our cortexes. This, as far as I can tell, is a potential motivation for Justin Lee’s new story collection, A Prisoner’s Cinema. In so many of these stories there’s a young man, there’s a girl, there’s a ritual. It takes up the fictional mode of Poe, links it to a mystical and ascetic tradition of facing and wrestling with demons and visions—summoning visions of hell in life in order to remind and instigate the soul to take every possible precaution against going to hell after death. The simplest way to read A Prisoner’s Cinema is as the testimony of someone who really does not want to go to hell and believes in hell, but knows that the modern world has wounded his capacity for moral reaction—to a dangerous degree.