As Lady Bird once philosophized, they're called Greatest Hits for a reason. The collections he curated in the 50s do have a couple duds in each one (some casual mid century racist and sexist one-noters that nobody blinked at then but would not get reprints today) but also some awesome discoveries

But more often than easy dismissals, he'll have a story which is perhaps problematic when you consider the metaphor, but as surface level pulp is still a great little story. In "Lover, When You're Near Me" Matheson crafts an inspired tale on the horrors of women-run societies.