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Old 14th Sep 2011, 18:09   #1
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We're a little more than two weeks away, but I'm getting antsy, and would like to stake my ground in any case. So there, that's done.
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A nice tease. Bring on October!
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It's been a shit week until now. This is what we pay our subscriptions for.
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Oh, what a glorious day!!!
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Having just watched Horror of the Zombies, aka The Ghost Galleon (1974), and Zombie Women of Satan (2009) in the last couple of days I think I may have peaked too soon.


(or should that be troughed?)
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Hey everybody, tomorrow's the big day. I'm trying to psyche myself up, but I don't know how you're supposed to psyche yourself up for reading and writing.
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Well, maybe it will help if you know the reason I came on just now was to mention how my anticipation about tomorrow, and I was excited to see you'd made a comment here.
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I can only imagine your disappointment when you saw what that comment consisted of. But don't worry, tomorrow's post is already written, and it's long as shit!
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Day 1: Zoöphagy

Yes, it's true: until about a month ago, I'd never read Dracula. If this revelation tempts you to look back on anything I've ever said about the horror genre with sneering contempt, I could hardly blame you. It's like someone going on and on about detective fiction and its roots, but when asked for his thoughts about Raymond Chandler, he responds "Raymond Whondler??" Although in my defense, I had actually heard about Dracula before, and even Bram Stoker. Irish guy, right? Owned a theater or something? Often appears alongside Arthur Conan Doyle in novels where Doyle finds his life suddenly and shockingly mirroring the world of his fiction? Red hair, probably?

No, the reason behind my decades long...and not even "resistance", but maybe "apathy", towards the book, which is one of two or three works that can be said to have given birth to modern horror, is that, you know, you don't really need to have read the Bible to have picked up the basic idea. To, in fact, have had the basic idea surround you your entire life. So it is with Dracula. And Frankenstein and The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and The Picture of Dorian Gray, but of course I've read those books. Why not Dracula, too? Because I guess, to a greater degree than the Shelley or Stevenson or Wilde creations at the heart of their respective novels, Dracula, the character, has become like Santa Claus or Superman, or, indeed, Sherlock Holmes. In other words, mythic, bigger than Stoker or a single novel. Given that the roots stretch back hundreds of years into actual human history (sort of, but not really, but that sounds nice at least) this isn't surprising. Hell, some people still think Sherlock Holmes was a real guy. Meanwhile, Dracula actually was (sort of, but not really, but etc.).

So not a lot of surprises left for me, I used to think. And having now read it, I was sort of right. Bram Stoker's Dracula has been picked clean, the good stuff stripped away and furiously stapled to all manner of other modern Gothic adventures, the bad stuff left behind in the dust, except a lot of the scavengers apparently got some of it on their shoes and tracked it home. But regardless, I knew, even when I wasn't reading Stoker's book, that I was only robbing myself, and that knowing basically what happens in narrative terms didn't in any way mean there was nothing left to know about Dracula. The bonus of projects like this one is the excuse to rectify my errors.

And error it was, because something occurs fairly early in the novel, a reasonably well-known scene, though one rarely dramatized on film (and incidentally, if it's all the same to you, I'm going to dispense with the plot summary on this one) where one of our team of narrators, Dr. Jack Seward, recounts an important series of encounters with his disturbing mental patient, Renfield, in which Renfield's not just dietary, but also scientific and experimental and even philosophical, habits begin to progress. Flies, is what Renfield starts with, and then he moves on to spiders. Though he still consumes these creatures, his interest seems to focus more on the feeding of the flies to the spiders. And then sparrows...

We are progressing. My friend has now a whole colony of sparrows, and his flies and spiders are almost obliterated. When I came in he ran to me and said he wanted to ask me a great favour...I asked him what it was, and he said, with a sort of rapture in his voice and bearing: --

"A kitten, a nice little, sleek playful kitten, that I can play with, and teach, and feed -- and feed -- and feed!" I was not unprepared for this request, for I had noticed how his pets went on increasing in size and vivacity, but I did not care that this pretty family of tame sparrows should be wiped out in the same manner as the flies and the spiders..."

In the role of consumer, Renfield is practicing what is known as "zoöphagy", which can mean either "the eating of unusual animals" or simply "the feeding on animals", so clearly Renfield is creating a food chain, one not terribly different from the one found in nature, with himself the final link, the eater of all that is below him. But Renfield is not the final link, and he knows this, and this is the source of his madness. Renfield is Dracula's pawn -- as well as a kind of tracking device for the Count, a fact which must, in the end, have terribly chagrined the both of them -- and Renfield is a living, breathing human being, or more to the point, homo sapien. If what Renfield is doing with all these flies and spiders and sparrows and, theoretically, cats, is constructing his own personal evolutionary food chain, and Dracula, as Renfield fully understands, is a being of greater strength and adaptive powers (he can camouflage himself in many different ways) whose only source of food is human blood, then what, exactly, does this make Dracula?


In 1953, Arthur C. Clarke wrote a book called Childhood's End. It's necessary to badly simplify the book in order to talk about it here, but basically it's the story of an alien invasion which heralds, eventually, the next evolutionary step for mankind. Which is only natural and good and which, with the coming of the aliens, bookends a time of peace and enormous prosperity on Earth. Unfortunately, the next evolutionary step can only mean one thing for the place from which that step is being taken, and the novel ends with the obliteration of mankind -- of you and me -- as the "last generation" emerges triumphant. All of this is being overseen, which is not to say controlled, by the aliens, or "Overlords." And not incidentally, these Overlords just happen to physically resemble the demons and devils of our folklore -- horns, tails, the whole bit. The personification of evil, you might say.

You can maybe see where I'm going with this. And if I'm not being obvious enough, let's let Dr. Abraham Van Helsing lay it all out:

"...As I learned from the researches of my friend Arminus of Buda-Pesth, [Dracula] was in life a most wonderful man. Soldier, statesman, and alchemist -- which latter was the highest development of the science-knowledge of his time. He had a mighty brain, a learning beyond compare, and a heart that knew no fear and no remorse...Well, in him the brain powers survived the physical death....In some faculties of mind he has been, and is, only a child; but he is growing, and some things that were childish at first are now of man's stature. He is experimenting, and doing it well; and if it had not been that we have crossed his path he would be yet -- he may be yet if we fail -- the father or furtherer of a new order of beings, whose road must lead through Death, not Life."

Well, indeed, Professor Van Helsing. So it must always be, and the case can be made that what Van Helsing and his team of do-gooders is really accomplishing in the end by destroying Dracula is the destruction of natural progress. Dracula, unlike most vampire novels, is not terribly concerned with vampiric origins -- in other words, how Dracula went from "most wonderful man" to undead bloodsucker is never explained. There is no ur-vampire in Stoker's tale, at least not one we're meant to concern ourselves about. Vampires simply are, and have adapted to life, by winning points over death, over the years to a degree that must make the first guy who learned to cook food feel like a total dumbshit. Oh, penicillin, huh? Yeah, that's really terrific. I'm 400 years old, by the way.

Of course, vampirism as it exists in Dracula and pretty much every other vampire story, is unsustainable as an evolutionary step. If your only food is human blood, and as a species you have, as time marches on, wiped out every human being, as vampires as they are classically portrayed are bound to do, then what's next? Adapting to other types of blood, presumably, or perhaps not wiping out humans, and breeding and harvesting them as we do cows and pigs and so forth. Now that book must have been written at some point, right? My little theory runs into further trouble when you remember that Clarke's Overlords were essentially benign. Their pragmatism may be so extreme that the difference between it and actual aggression might finally get lost, but still, they are benign, and anyway mankind is famously shortsighted. The Overlords demonic appearance had something to do (it's been a little while since I read that book) with how long they'd been in some sort of contact with mankind, and collective memory free of true context, and so forth, and it's very tempting to imagine something similar about Dracula. He's been around simply forever, and his unambiguously evil appearance -- red eyes, black clothing, and the like -- could actually just be our mistake and projection onto him. The problem, though, is that Dracula actually does evil things, and wallows in the suffering -- the grief, even, which is almost harder to justify than any of the physical suffering he causes. That could be part of the evolutionary step, after all. Hoping that all those who love Mina Murray should weep their days away after she has been taken from them is something else again.

The idea of a sympathetic Dracula, an almost nice Dracula, which Francis Ford Coppola and screenwriter James V. Hart would regrettably run with in 1992, is really not that present in Stoker's novel, but the seed of it, and even the entire modern world of sensitive and mournful vampires, can perhaps be boiled down to this passage, where Mina takes her husband Jonathan Harker to task for wishing brutal revenge on the Count who has not only killed Lucy Westenra, but is attempting to turn his wife into a vampire:

"Jonathan dear, and you all my true, true friends, I want you to bear something in mind through all this dreadful time. I know that you must fight -- that you must destroy even as you destroyed the false Lucy so that the true Lucy might live hereafter; but it is not a work of hate. That poor soul who has wrought all this misery is the saddest case of all. Just think what will be his joy when he, too, is destroyed in his worser part that his better part may have spiritual immortality..."

And in fact, when Dracula is finally dispatched, Mina believes she sees a look of peace cross his face just before he crumbles to dust. But otherwise, it's a pure horrorshow. More child and infant deaths are implied in Dracula than in any book outside of the works of Cormac McCarthy, and they are all engineered by the Count. Though surely not all the children are killed -- it's made clear that some are merely attacked, and rescued before Dracula, by way of a freshly turned Lucy, have finished with them. Surely vampire children would have been part of the Count's plan. In Childhood's End, the end of mankind and the ascent of a new and greater lifeform, is heralded by the last generation of children, powerful and wise in a way so cold to their parents, who can no longer reproduce. So in Dracula, turning children is perhaps the first step.

Anyway, so how's the book? There's a tendency these days, from certain quarters, to look down on Dracula and regard it as mindless pulp whose unintentional subtext is perhaps interesting, and its cultural impact is certainly etc., but as a work of etc., it's etc. And I don't even disagree! All of the best writing in Dracula can be found in its first half to two-thirds. And there are wonderfully chilling moments and images, such as the white figure of Lucy, now a vampire, carrying off children into the graveyard where she is buried, or Dracula throwing a baby, wrapped in a bag, to his three brides for them to feed on, or the self-contained story of the Dimiter, or just the general amassing of evil that culminates with the merciful execution of Lucy's undead self -- it's all quite gripping, and rather brilliantly structured. It would be a supreme act of denial, however, to not acknowledge Stoker's occasionally extreme clumsiness. I'm thinking of, for example, these soothing words spoken by Van Helsing to Mina: "'Do not fear, my dear. We are here..." You mustn't leer, but in case it's not clear, we're all out of beer. You're very near, but I still can't hear, even when you cheer. Not to hammer on the point.

I imagine, too, that some would take issue with the novel's extremes of moral description. Dracula's evil is pretty hard to ignore, obviously, but is it necessary to describe Mina as a "sweet, sweet, good, good" woman, and "so sweet, so true, so noble", and so on, basically every other page? And the bravery and goodness of our male heroes reaches a pitch after a while that reminds me that Raymond Shaw is the kindest, bravest, warmest, most wonderful human being I've ever known in my life. This stuff doesn't chap me too much, though, because it's really no different from Dickens. If the argument is that Stoker was not the writer of prose that Dickens was, then I doubt anyone will disagree, but in terms of separating the good men from the bad, they approached it from the same angle

No, what bothers me about Dracula is the fact that, once our heroes go on the offensive and begin to actively track Dracula down, Stoker seems to think the minutiae of their actual travel plans is of great interest to the reader. This stuff goes on forever, and is really only broken up so that Van Helsing can tell us how good and sweet and true Mina is again. There is a remarkable, almost hilarious, amount of dead weight in Dracula. If there's a finer or more delightful example of that than this, from a conversation between Mina and Van Helsing, then I somehow missed it:

"But why need we seek him further, when he is gone away from us?" He took her hand and patted it as he replied: --

"Ask me nothings as yet. When we have breakfast, then I answer all questions." He would say no more, and we separated to dress.

After breakfast Mina repeated her question. He looked at her gravely for a minute and then said sorrowfully...


And then he answers her question! What could possibly have been the point of having him refuse to answer until after breakfast, only for Stoker to blow past breakfast in a line and then have her repeat the question, and then have it answered? If Stoker had taken the time to describe breakfast, I might regard the whole thing as worthwhile, but he doesn't. It's bizarre, and, to me, pretty funny. But this stuff really piles up right when Dracula should be gaining undeniable momentum, and for 50, 60, 70 pages -- more? -- it's a horrible grind that left me near despair.

And yet somehow, when all our character converge outside Dracula's castle, and the gypsies who are transporting the count suddenly find themselves facing Harker, Arthur Holmwood, Jack Seward and Quincey Morris bearing guns, and then Van Helsing and Mina rise up, also armed, a thrill ran through me -- yeah, get those motherfuckers! What's most striking to me about Dracula as an adventure novel, as a story structured around the idea of a team of heroes -- which is really what it is -- is how that team is treated, and how things play out, and how each member is regarded. Everybody save Van Helsing suffers a personal grief over the loss of Lucy (Jonathan's is indirect, but genuine), and all bond together to do good, but the desire to destroy Dracula is most personally felt by Arthur, who was engaged to Lucy; Mina, whose life is most immediately at risk; and Jonathan, who is married to Mina. Van Helsing is the expert leader, and Jack Seward is a vital narrator, and the link to Renfield and Van Helsing, and, anyway, a gentleman suitor of Lucy's and friend to Arthur. (I was reminded in some ways of Howard Hawks’s Ball of Fire, what with its group of good, brave men huddling around to protect one woman, though obviously Mina is more innocent and less brassy than Barbara Stanwyck is in that film. Plus, for all the continuous outpouring of heartfelt emotion in Dracula, it doesn’t contain a moment as genuinely moving as “Sweet Genevieve.” But I think I’m starting to compare apples to cargo planes, so let’s move on.) But what about Quincey Morris, the American? As a tenderly rejected suitor of Lucy, his emotional attachment is no stronger than Seward's, and really should be the least of all the characters. But somehow Holmwood fades in the novel, and Morris never does. Morris's American bravery -- much is made of the two being linked, though all Stoker's heroes are equally brave, with the exception of Mina, who is perceived to be the bravest, though in her case courage is not paired with nationality, but gender -- is often heralded before he even has a chance to do anything, but mainly he's still in the background with Holmwood. Until he's not, until he and Jonathan bear down on Dracula at the end, and until he delivers the fatal blow to the Count, suffering a mortal wound in the process. I mean, hell, outside of a brief epilogue, the novel ends on Quincy's final words!

I must say, I love this sort of thing, in part because of its extreme rarity. But in books and films about teams, I deeply appreciate when one of the least of the team is suddenly in the spotlight, or when teams get divided up in unexpected pairs (I'm thinking of the Omar Doom and Eli Roth, and Brad Pitt and B. J. Novak, pairings at the end of Inglourious Basterds). So it's rare, but how many stories reach mythic significance whose central character is killed by a character almost entirely forgotten by the rest of the world? There are torch bearers for Quincey out there, and for all his boneheaded moves, Coppola did have the decency to preserve the character and his final heroism. But it's an interesting world where the demon is known by practically every living soul, while the man who laid that demon low struggles to remain a footnote.
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What a great kickoff for the month. Great stuff, Bill!
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