Oh, hi, Twitter Support! Note that your website is still calling mine dangerous. Why are you doing that? How the heck do you expect to keep getting away with this level of not-talking-to-people when you finally monetize your subscribers? Is this really what y’all wanted to do with your lives?
…Anyway: the HPL Historical Society had a fundraiser to help buy up a bunch of Lovecraft’s letters and donate them to Brown University’s existing HPL collection. They have succeeded. This, at least, is good news.
(Via Facebook) Come, I will conceal nothing from you: I did not rush here to reveal the news that Alan Moore is rereleasing his epic PROVIDENCE Lovecraftian comic series. Nope. First I went and pre-ordered a copy, because the Damned Thing sells at mildly obscene prices and I suspect they’re gonna sell out this print run pretty fast. But, now that I’ve confirmed that I pre-ordered it, I can safely let everybody else know.
As is now customary, the author has to grapple with this generation of writers’ great problem with HPL: he was and is an insanely persuasive influence on the horror genre, and we all know that he’d probably hate all of our guts. Well, in my case he’d just condescend to me massively and act surprised when it turned out that I didn’t believe in pookas. But you know what I mean.
There honestly is no good answer. Cosmic horror, for good or ill, is a prime mechanism where the post-WWII world strives to safely bleed off pressure and anxiety (which is what horror fiction is there to do, in my opinion); and H.P. Lovecraft cannot be removed from that genre. So I guess wee (‘we’ meaning ‘people who do creative work in this genre’) are all just going to be stuck with being uncomfortable with the man’s mindset for the rest of our lives. Or until we flee for the peace and safety of a new dark age, of course.
Found here. Short version: Lovecraftian icons and themes can be useful for video game RPGs. Also: I finally got around to putting my Patreon link in my profile over there. Seriously, why I didn’t do that from the start…
The whole plot was more or less ripped off of from The Case of Charles Dexter Ward, or at least the central conceit was. Add to that the simultaneous profound betrayal felt by Batman at a crucial moment in the movie – one that pretty much called into question the very pillars of his emotional stability as Bruce Wayne – and the final moments that evoked so perfectly Ken Hite’s thesis in The Man Who Shot Joseph Curwen, and you have a surprisingly Lovecraft-inspired movie. I say ‘surprisingly’ because the movie is in itself not actually all that horrific.
Just saw this. Oh wow oh wow oh wow. Saw it while flipping through Skin Horse‘s online store (gotta do some Christmas shopping, me); it’s a meticulously-drawn map of HP Lovecraft’s Dreamlands, and IT MUST BE MINE.
Dear God, the last thing that I need to read in the morning is Maureen Dowd referencing Lovecraft:
The influential horror writer H. P. Lovecraft knew better than to be too literal in his description of monsters.
In the short story “The Outsider,” Lovecraft’s narrator offers a description that matches how some alarmed Democrats view Tea Partiers: “I cannot even hint what it was like, for it was a compound of all that is unclean, uncanny, unwelcome, abnormal and detestable. It was the ghoulish shade of decay, antiquity and desolation; the putrid, dripping eidolon of unwholesome revelation; the awful baring of that which the merciful earth should always hide. God knows it was not of this world.”
And this is civilization. Because if their parents won’t teach them, and their peers won’t teach them, and certainly their teachers won’t teach them, then apparently we’re counting on random passerby to teach the Hard Left to stop acting like deranged Lovecraft cultists. Which we can do; but I suspect that the recipients of this particular form of remedial education won’t enjoy it much.