Tim Lebbon's works sometimes take time to appreciate. If you've read "White and Other Tales of Ruin," you probably know just what I mean. He has a knack for adopting an oblique style that keeps you guessing just a little too much, but continues to work on you long after you've finished the story. This approach can make for a frustrating read regardless of the potential future reward. However, "As the Sun Goes Down" is an unusually strong collection, carefully written and spare. Bookended by two excellent stories of childhood amorality and subsequent guilt, the stories contained within primarily deal with the innerspace of the human psyche, the dilemmas of life and how we choose to deal with them, and how our choices sometimes lead us to places we would rather not go.
These stories do not need monsters (except for the excellent "King of the Dead," whose monsters are of the most unsettling variety) to entertain. Instead, Lebbon turns the focus inward, seeking out the hidden shadows within ourselves. This is a much more effective type of horror, in my opinion. How much can you really trust yourself and your loved ones?
4 stars for more typos than should be acceptable, even from a small press, and for a couple of stories which foray into Lebbon's oblique mode. Otherwise, excellent collection.