A recent resurgence in the interest in H. P. Lovecraft meant
an appearance by Cthulhu in recent South
Park episodes (season 14, shows 11,12, and 13) and a thematic homage to the
cosmological elder gods in the film Cabin
in the Woods.
This minor Lovecraft revival needs to be extended to emphasize the author's abilities while reminding some contemporary authors what it means to have a unique style.
Caught up in the nostalgia, I reread my excellent Penguin
edition of The
Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories expertly annotated by the eminent
Lovecraft scholar S. T. Joshi.
While Lovecraft may not be for everyone, I can understand
why so many would back away from his macabre tales. First, the author has an extensive vocabulary
that requires some stops for research into meaning. Second, Lovecraft does not utilize dialogue
regularly. Most of his works use a
first-person narrator who, like Poe’s raconteurs, brings the reader down into a
tale of strange occurrences that make the world seem insane. The sparse use of dialogue precludes white
space on the page; thus the works, although short, are dense. Lastly, an elevated style akin to a Faulkner
novel may have one lost in a paragraph-long sentence.
If one can acclimate to all the previously listed
challenges, then one will find a masterful execution of horror unlike any other
prior to Lovecraft’s career. Many of his
stories focus on elder gods that have existed before the recording of
time. When the protagonist encounters
said horrors, he usually is allowed to live and retell the story. The dread sets in when the narrator resigns
himself to the fact that nothing can be done to combat such eventualities as
the elder gods awakening. Lovecraft
devises a rational tone of accepted doom.
Let me not focus too long on tone lest I neglect one of
Lovecraft’s overlooked talents. From
time to time the author will stop to set the mood of the story through vibrant
descriptions. While encountering one, I
found myself rereading the passage because of the deft description and delicate
handling of information:
Beside the road at
its crest a still higher summit rose, bleak and windswept, and I saw that it
was a burying-ground where black gravestones stuck ghoulishly through the snow
like the decayed fingernails of a gigantic corpse. The printless road was very lonely, and
sometimes I thought I heard a distant horrible creaking as of a gibbet in the
wind. They had hanged four kinsmen of
mine for witchcraft in 1692, but I did not know just where.
--H. P. Lovecraft,
“The Festival”. January 1925.
What struck me most about the description of a graveyard on
a hill blanketed in snow was the balance between the portrayal of the scene and
the narrator’s reaction. By imagining
the swinging rope in a gallows, the narrator nonchalantly clues the reader in
to a dark family secret. With the last
admission of uncertainty another builds the brilliant structuring of a single
paragraph. The first layer is the
description; the second is the imagined sounds that enable recall of the curse
and then third layer, the uncertainty of the narrator as he plods on though the
scene.
As you engage your next reading, examine the style of a
single paragraph. Does your author
attempt such a terrific balancing act?
If so, does he or she succeed in the execution? Lovecraft does. And in doing so he shows that the horror
genre, often coupled with an unfair stigma of simplistic storytelling, has its
merits.
Keep that in mind when you hear of adept readers finding
dissatisfaction with much of the popular contemporary writing climbing up the
bestseller lists.


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