I had no idea there were so many (apparently) living H.P. Lovecraft devotees still lingering and shambling about the planet — waiting for signs and/or instructions from the Great Old Ones, the Outer (Elder) Gods and their minions such as Cthulhu and Yog-Sothoth (from beyond space and time). They’ve been busy, it seems, creating frightening, old-style silent film versions of Lovecraft’s stories: “The Call of Cthulhu” and “The Whisperer in Darkness,” respectively. If anything, these films (I only watched, “The Call of Cthulhu”) helped re-animate memories of that period in my life when I was totally immersed in Lovecraft’s literary dimension of mad mountain chains, impossible architecture, hybrid, insane monstrosities — and, of course, a host of abominable dead things that do not die….
“That is not dead which can eternal lie,
and with strange aeons even death may die.”
Copyright (c) H.P. Lovecraft, “The Nameless City,” 1921
Composed by Abdul Alhazred, a mad poet of Sanaá, in Yemen, who is said to have flourished during the period of the Ommiade caliphs, circa 700 A.D.
Pick of the week: Beware the flying lobsters from Yuggoth!
SALON.COM | AUGUST 2, 2012