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Es medianoche. Antes del alba darn conmigo y me encerraran en una celda negra, donde languidecer interminablemente, mientras insaciables deseos roen mis entraas y consumen mi corazn, hasta ser al fin uno con los muertos que amo. El museo de los horrores
Wordsworth Editions
London 2010.
*Important note- this is a review of the novella The Horror in the Museum, not this collection with the same title that is a profile of this book.
This is a tale of fiendishly cunning workmanship.
Because it is situated in the wax museum the following movie comes to mind; https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0024368/. I have this film on my computer if someone wants it, because it is hard to download it, but on the Balkans you can do anything...
In the sense of the form the most interesting thing is that we have an omnipresent third-person narrator. Yes, a third-person narrator in Lovecraft s opus. It is the same thing as to find a trace of sanity in the Democratic candidates for the upcoming 2020 presidential elections.
But the vibe is still totally modernistic, so the narration is not some lame realist narration from Balzac s time.
You have a good protagonist and an evil madman scientist. A typical topos that can not be more typically but still Lovecraft pulls it.
This showman, he reflected, must indeed be a person of disconcertingly wide scholarship in dark and dubious fields.
This sentence depicts the evilm madman scientist, the owner of the wax museum.
The language is thrilling and nocturnal, thus beautiful as a bat s flight in the wandering night.
¡Hasta luego! H.P. Lovecraft As one can tell, I collect Lovecraft. Everything I can get my hands on. Hell, if there is an anthology with a new introductory essay, I'll buy it just for that essay. Suffice it to say, the collection is extensive. This volume contains no actual Lovecraft but rather the revisions and ghost writing that he did for other authors. Most of it is pretty terrible, except where one can discern Lovecraft's more or less successful attempts at making something of the chaff. There are a coupe of better than average stories here, but not really enough to justify buying the anthology. If you are a Lovecraft collector, this is of course a must have, since it represents a part of his career that is obscure and unknown. If however, you have just a passing knowledge of Lovecraft, you would be better served by getting one o the Del Rey anthologies. That way you are getting actual Lovecraft stories, not revisions of lesser writers' works. H.P. Lovecraft Siendo honesto, nunca había leido a Lovecraft ni por asomo, no sabia que el había vivido, no sabía lo que el había visto, no sabía todo lo que había dejado y por lo que habría pasado, para entregarnos sus letras a todos nosotros. Una vez que uno se sumerge por completo en el universo de Lovecraft, no existe vuelta atrás, porque todo cobra vida y la angustia de los personajes son nuestras, los mitos se convierten en realidades eternas en nuestras mentes, para entender que el todo nunca fue nuestro y que nunca lo será. Con una prosa perfecta y un dominio del lenguaje y narración exquisito, el cual no es una cima sencilla para cualquiera, inmediatamente coloca en su lugar a todos los que intentamos colocar en palabras los mundos que vemos, se apodera sin esfuerzo de nuestros miedos, donde Yig y Cthulhu morarán hasta el fin de los tiempos, cuando resurjan y tomen lo que por derecho les pertenece. Lograr algo así con solo un lápiz y un papel en los tiempos que vivió, es realmente algo más que extraordinario. Ningún cuento tiene pierde, eso es fácil de garantizar, tanto así, que sin miedo alguno, me ofrezco ante Rhan-Tegoth como sacrificio.
PS: infinitas gracias a Angela por tan estupendo regalo, imposible olvidarlo, ni un solo día. H.P. Lovecraft The usual gang of Old Ones shows up in this collection of stories. For me the story that stood out the most was The Curse of The Yig. This is another good volume for one to add to their Lovecraftian library. H.P. Lovecraft Good collection of horror stories. H.P. Lovecraft
This could go two ways (the option of not liking this story not included, of course). I could like this as just another story of this type or I could make note of when it was published. I've decided to treat it with the respect it deserves.
If this was written today, I would say it was an okay creepy story. However, we all know when Lovecraft lived so for me it is a marvellous horror story. Even if there are a couple of stories I didn't like (The Street being the worst so far), Lovecraft gets a special treatment as far as I am concerned. I could forgive a lot in his case. I shudder to think how many books wouldn't exist if he never wrote anything.
The Horror in the Museum is not exactly a mysterious title. You get exactly what the title says. I won't get into the specifics of how it was done though. I've read part of the story before sleep and, I must say, the creepiness factor is higher that way.
Stephen Jones is interested to see infamous grotesque wax figures made by the museum owner George Rogers, a former employee of Madame Tussaud's. One visit isn't enough and he ends up visiting Rogers quite often. He doesn't believe his explanations of the origins of the wax figures and they make a bet.
Jones will spend the night in Rogers' Museum. This being a Lovecraft's story, you know it isn't going to be a peaceful night. For anyone. H.P. Lovecraft I read three in a row stories that Lovecraft wrote with Heald and all three horrors somehow involved being petrified and displayed as an object. Thematically interesting.
The narrator in this one is pretty naive to not consider the danger he's placing himself in.
H.P. Lovecraft To be honest, this one was a bit of a slog (can't believe that a book that's under 400 pages took me 17 days to read... though to be fair, the font size was fairly small). I purchased this book for two reasons: first off, though being a Lovecraft fan of good standing for nearly twenty years now, I have never read any of his revisions prior to picking up this book, and secondly, I liked the Gahan Wilson cover art (incidentally, I like to collect these old Arkham House editions whenever I can afford it, as I like their look). The most horrifying impression given by this book is wondering how bad some of these stories must have been before they were given the Lovecraft touch. A few are merely uninspired (such as The Man of Stone, The Horror in the Burying Ground, and Two Black Bottles) while others (such as Medusa's Coil and The Diary of Alonzo Typer) are almost laughingly bad. Still, there were some diamonds in the rough. I quite enjoyed tales such as the title story, The Curse of Yig, the nicely apocalyptic Till all the Seas, Winged Death (despite its very silly ending, which Lovecraft was apparently inordinately fond of), The Loved Dead (a gleefully macabre necrophiliac narrative), and, of course, the novelette The Mound (which seems like a precursor for ideas he would later explore to greater success in his own At the Mountains of Madness. Hell, I even managed to learn a few new words (such as subpedregal, ocypetian and behemothic). H.P. Lovecraft Tāds klasisks Lavkrafts! Muzejs ar visādām baisām lietām+prātā jucis kurators+muzejā pa nakti ieslēgts cilvēks=traģiskas beigas. H.P. Lovecraft Oh my God, this was good!
I am a bit surprised that this particular story is not featured in my kindle version of ‘The Complete Fiction of HP Lovecraft’ . Apparently complete isn’t always complete. Or it might be the fact that Lovecraft ghostwrote this for another author and it wasn’t considered part of his personal work, I don’t know.
Anyway, I found this particular story because a creature in it features in the amazing 2018 game ‘Call of Cthulhu':
The Dimensional Shambler
The game is really cool, by the way, ESPECIALLY if you’re not a gamer and prefer games to be calm and similar in experience to reading.
In this short, the main character, Jones, is interested in a wax museum that displays macabre creatures that were handmade by the talented but slightly insane Rogers.
Jones returns to the museum again and again to stare at the disturbing figures showing hellish things that are not of these earthly planes. As a regular visitor, Jones gets acquainted with Rogers and the man tells him of his adventurous travels all around the world and the myths and secret knowledge he is slowly collecting.
The gist of the story is the fact that Rogers claims that his waxen creatures are in fact real dead things he found in secret places all over the world. However, on a recent trip to a forgotten city of the fabled Elders, he found a sleeping thing and brought it back to London with the intention of waking the creature. He calls it simply ‘It’ and explains to Jones that it is a god that can be revived through a blood sacrifice.
Jones considers the man mad and thinks of ways to make him see through his macabre illusions that he considers reality in his mind. Rogers offers a bargain: Jones may stay inside the museum over night and if he still thinks it’s all a scam by morning, Rogers will follow Jones’ advice and reconsider his sanity.
Ready to prove Rogers wrong, Jones allows the man to lock him in with countless waxen monstrosities – in complete darkness.
I think it’s not too difficult to imagine the path this story will take, LOL.
It’s a perfect specimen of horror literature and it has Lovecraft written all over it. I absolutely adored it! Or as they would say in the game: My sanity level is slowly decreasing after reading this!!
5 stars! H.P. Lovecraft