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Remembering Edgar Allen Poe – Master of the Macabre.

As I said in my blog post yesterday, this month, in the spirit of Haloween, I’m going to focus on events that have a dark, morbid or slightly twisted bent to them. I talked a little about Grand Guignol theater yesterday and today I want to focus on events that feature one of the best-known authors of the macabre: Edgar Allen Poe.

Of course, one can’t think of dark storytelling without thinking of Edgar Allen Poe. When one examines Poe’s life, it’s not hard to see why he was drawn to the morbid: his mother died when he was young and his father abandoned the family, his wife died of tuberculosis at the age of 25 and he died at 40. The prevalence of death in his life might explain his fascination with death, premature burial, decomposition and the reanimation of the dead and his choice to pursue a career through writing alone, which pretty much guaranteed an existence of poverty and hardship. However, despite a life of relative obscurity and financial insecurity, today he is credited with inventing detective fiction, being a major contributor to the emerging science fiction genre and for being one of the earliest short story writers. And, of course, one can’t get through any Halloween season without hearing “The Raven” recited or quoted at least once. So, while in life he suffered, in death he is celebrated, revered and remembered fondly. Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on October 7, 2011 in Seasonal

 

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St. Louis – Celebrate Vincent Price’s Birthday at Vincentennial

“Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y’awls’s neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses shell.
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
(evil laughter) ” Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on May 19, 2011 in Film

 

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