Showing posts with label Nevermore. Show all posts
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Monday, January 19, 2015

So, What's New, Edgar Allan Poe?

 Nevermore on Broadway
On January 19, any writer who kills would not be worth her curare-tipped blow dart if she didn’t lift a glass of happy birthday amontillado to Edgar Allan Poe. Very few literary figures have endured like our Goth poet laureate, who is credited with inventing the detective story. In his stories of C. Auguste Dupin, Poe drew the template for an entire genre. Arthur Conan Doyle called Poe “the father of the detective tale” and noted that Poe “covered its limits so completely that I fail to see how his followers can find any fresh ground which they can confidently call their own.”

Yet writers and artists of all kinds continue to find fresh ground not only in Poe’s work, but also in his life story. In a sign of Poe’s uncanny appeal, English teachers tell me that his work is actually read by their teenage students. His stories have been adapted to film and television and his work is celebrated worldwide (this past weekend saw the Poe Festival in Richmond, Virginia).

But many writers are celebrated. Many literary figures have their own coffee mugs and t-shirts, but how many American poets inspire their own line of press-on nails?  NEVERMORE - The Imaginary Life and Mysterious Death of Edgar Allan Poe officially opens on Broadway January 25. Baltimore’s professional football team is called the Ravens in Poe’s honor. People tattoo Poe’s poetry on their shoulder blades.

He has over 3 million likes on Facebook.

Is our enduring fascination with Poe due to the hypnotic power of his poetry? His enthralling storytelling? Or it is because of our obsession with the dark, the macabre?  Do we remember Poe because we never got over the shock of discovering that he married his 14-year-old cousin, Virginia? Is it those eyes, dark, melancholy portals to God only knows what delicious horrors?

Variety just reported that Idris Elba is producing a film based on Mark Olden’s 1978 novel Poe Must Die. In the story, Poe and “bare knuckle fighter” Pierce James Figg join forces to stop a Satanist from finding the Throne of Solomon and unleashing its power on the people of earth.

Like the television show The Following, which is about student followers of a Poe scholar who orders them to kill (seriously, how many professors can even get their students to turn off their cell phones during class?), many modern works miss what is essential about Poe. Contrary to the facile mad genius trope they embrace, Poe was a prodigious talent who didn't just exploit horror, melancholy, and madness but also explored them on the page and endured them in his life. Poe rests in his grave in Baltimore  (or does he?) while his work still chills, captivates, and inspires. His own fever mad passions touch something fever mad within us.

 One of my favorite reviews of Poe’s work is from the Fanpop website. A desperate student writes (and I’ve retained the original spelling and punctuation):

“how would you describe the poem The Raven
i'm trying to write an essay about the poem The Raven By Edgar Allen Poe, and i don't know what to say about it i'm stuck so that's why i came to you guys for help”

Freakoutnow gave the perfect answer: “haunting.”


What do you think accounts for Poe’s enduring, and it seems, ever growing popularity?