I’ve been making my way through some of H.P. Lovecraft’s short stories, and if you ignore the casual racism, they’re seriously fantastic.
The Dunwich Horror is one of my favourites from him. Between the setting, the slow mystery and the legitimately chilling creatures, The Dunwich Horror is everything that makes Lovecraft so great.
Ironically, The Dunwich Horror movie completely misses everything great about the book. The immense scale and unfathomable horrors that made the book so scary are replaced with sleaziness and shitty psychedelic visuals. There’s a huge focus on poor characters instead of the incredible atmosphere that Lovecraft is so good at creating.
I honestly feel like cosmic horror, at least Lovecraftian cosmic horror, is literally impossible to translate to film. The horror is rooted in how incomprehensible horrors exist just outside our realm of perception. And translating that to film makes the incomprehensible, comprehensible, destroying the main idea of the horror. If we make the infinite horror finite, the entire point of having something beyond perception becomes redundant. Colour Out of Space looks fun as hell though.
I’ve been making my way through some of H.P. Lovecraft’s short stories, and if you ignore the casual racism, they’re seriously fantastic.
The Dunwich Horror is one of my favourites from him. Between the setting, the slow mystery and the legitimately chilling creatures, The Dunwich Horror is everything that makes Lovecraft so great.
Ironically, The Dunwich Horror movie completely misses everything great about the book. The immense scale and unfathomable horrors that made the book so scary are replaced with sleaziness and shitty psychedelic visuals. There’s a huge focus on poor characters instead of the incredible atmosphere that Lovecraft is so good at creating.
I honestly feel like cosmic horror, at least Lovecraftian cosmic horror, is literally impossible to translate to film. The horror is rooted in how incomprehensible horrors exist just outside our realm of perception. And translating that to film makes the incomprehensible, comprehensible, destroying the main idea of the horror. If we make the infinite horror finite, the entire point of having something beyond perception becomes redundant. Colour Out of Space looks fun as hell though.