10. House Of Leaves By Mark Z Danielewski
Johnny Truants move into a new apartment takes him into a world of make believe, love, despair and deceit. With one of the most unusual structures to any bestselling book, this cult classic is more like a maze than a novel. Packed with endless footnotes and appendixes, switching in fonts and colours, its multiple narrators and unknown editors conversing about an unknown documentary film, House of Leaves feels about as unfilmable as they come. Having said that, Danielewski has written something beyond a novel. House of Leaves is already a book that rejects the medium of the book. It is also highly visual- some of the pages only have one sentence, others contain unreadable scribbles- and its firmly enmeshed in modern erdogic literature. House of Leaves is also open to interpretation as to just what the hell its all about, potentially offering more leeway to any film version. Still, House of Leaves feels like theres just too much going on for a single film to tackle. Perhaps the only solace for any would-be director excitedly stroking his beard at the novels end would be the fact hes one of only a few people whove ever read it. House of Leaves has gathered momentum as one of the greatest examples of post-modern horror literature, but I have a feeling this one may never get made.