Right off the bat I admit I've never had the stomach for grisly horror stories. Back in my EC fan days I loved the s-f books but couldn't handle the horror titles, which were the ones that got all the press. I was prejudiced before starting this book.
"Pit of the Damned" is tailor-made for Bob Powell. His inventive layouts make a weird story even weirder. To me everyone Powell drew looks grotesque. Even his "beautiful people" are grotesque: his heroes with their big noses and fat lips; his heroines with voluptuous bodies topped by bony, distorted heads and, again, fat lips (Powell was way ahead of the Botox trend). When Powell deliberately draws misshapen people, as he does here, he really goes over the top. I'm unsatisfied with the business about the hobo. Not just because he doesn't deserve his fate, which he doesn't. He doesn't belong in the story at all. The only reason I can imagine for including him is that the writer wanted someone to carry to story back to the real world.
"Crawling Death" is repugnant. Ecch. Serviceable art.
"Garden of Horror" is one of those stories that invents a ridiculous, convoluted excuse for the events of the story. In this case it's the Vase-That-Kills-Things-But-It-Gets-Worse-If-You-Burn-the-Things-It-Kills. The ancient cultists must have worked overtime creating rule books for their curses, the way gamers did for Dungeons and Dragons. Vase: kills people, turns them into plants if you roll 8, returns from dead if burned, 48 Hit Points. A capable art job by Certa with a couple of nice compositions, but mostly blah.
"Seal of Satan" stirred memories because the penciller, the late Manny Stallman, was a friend of mine. He used to tell me "Johnny" Giunta was his favorite inker. Indeed they were a good team. Manny tended to ink his own work in a bold, rough style that wasn't to everyone's taste. Giunta kept the best of Manny's drawing while adding a slicker finish. The story offers another of those unsurprising surprise endings. Here's a rule of thumb: if it's nearly the last story page and the woman (or man, for that matter) is shown from the back for two or more panels, he/she is gonna turn around and be either a demon or a monster. Or dead. Or rotting. Or a skeleton. You get the idea.
The scripts in these stories share a bizarre stylistic trait: almost all the adjectives are in BOLDFACE. I always hear comic dialogue in my head, with boldface words emphasized. Spoken aloud this text sounds all wrong. Try it: "SICKENED by the FRIGHTENING thought, the old man hurries from the shop, his CRUMBLING mind...etc." Jack Kirby used to do this, but what it mostly reminds me of is those godawful Alan Hewetson "Horror-Mood" stories from the dark days of the B&W horror mags.