Having just read I
Am Legend, I could scarcely believe The
Funeral was by the same author. I’m glad my first experience with Matheson
was I Am Legend, because had it been The Funeral, I don’t think I would’ve known
what to think. I saw almost every writing ‘rule’ that has been tormenting me
since the beginning of my graduate study in writing, beaten, broken, gutted,
stuffed and put on display. The writing was ludicrous, and yet still somehow
effective. Perhaps it is because I went into the story knowing Matheson as an
accomplished writer who could actually write, or perhaps it was effective
because it was a comedy, and nod toward the nostalgic Universal Studios
Monsters, I will never know. It was the literary version of the gloriously
campy episodes of The X-Files and Supernatural.
The
Funeral goes a long way to showing how forgiving readers will be about the
things they are fond of, and how fondness and nostalgia itself can be so
transformative. Monsters like Dracula and the Wolfman began their lives as something
genuinely terrifying. New things are always scary, because they are unknown,
and it is human nature to fear what we don’t understand. But through constant exposure
and adaptation the frightening becomes the fascinating, and fascination becomes
familiarity, and familiarity becomes fondness. Now we can pull a chair up to
the service of our beloved monsters of yesterday and have a good laugh and a
good time with them, because we know them like family.
Unfortunately
for Morton Silkline, his universe is not so familiar with our beloved monsters,
and his verbose terror and dread make for some intensely funny irony. In fact,
Silkline himself fails to recognize that he is a character trope; the greedy
funerary service provider, profiting from loss. Though there is nothing
actually funny about the grossly profitable business of death and mourning, we can
laugh at this funeral, because no one is actually dead or mourning, the miser
is the fool, and money is a nonissue for the client.
It’s
not all fun and games though; I found an actually thoughtful moment with Asper’s
musing over his lack of a proper send off. People have a pervasive belief that
their funeral service is somehow reflective of how they were regarded in life,
Asper does. This is the belief that makes the business of grief so profitable,
yet when the actual service begins and rapidly goes to hell in a hand basket,
it is because none of the guests particularly cared about the service. Actual funerals,
are for the living, not the dead. Funerals are for the people in attendance,
not the body in the casket. If the body were the only one who cared, well,
there would be one less global industry.
It makes
you think of the exact way we are conditioned to think of death and dying, and
of the constructs in place to help us mourn. The dead don’t care. Fancy caskets,
lovely flowers, and stirring speeches are things the living do to feel like
they can do something about the death
of their loved one. That tiny illusion of power works wonders for the grieving
process. It matters less that our loved one is completely beyond our reach if
we feel like we can do that one last
thing right by them, out of love. When we lay the body in the ground we tell
our loved ones they are at rest, but rest is what we seek in that action. People
need their illusions, funerals supply them, it’s very human, something Matheson’s
monsters are not.
I really liked your point about the progression from frightening to fondness. Silkline himself is going through that process as he works with the monsters. I wonder if, after he had a few clients, he would become fond of them as well?
ReplyDeleteGreat comparison to X-Files and Supernatural. I could see this being almost straightforwardly adapted as an episode of either show. Have to wonder if the folks who write some of the sillier stand-alones of those series were aware of this story. The comedy/horror mashup is a common one (see also Buffy the Vampire Slayer, obviously) but this story really does it well.
ReplyDeleteI think ludicrous is a fair word for his prose style in this story. I found it more distracting than funny, personally. You make a good point about the nod to the universal monsters - the language in those is equally beleaguered at times.
ReplyDeleteI think when we think of old horror movie monsters the melodrama of affected language goes hand in hand ("I vant to suck your blood, blah-blah!"). Not sure if he did it on purpose, but the word choices and the tone of the prose certainly contributed to that melodramatic style.
ReplyDeleteI like your point about how Asper perceives his funeral. In a way, he's a bit tragic because he never gets what he wants--a proper send off. The whole ceremony is ultimately a farce, and the attendees aren't respectful of their "dead" friend.
ReplyDeleteAsper really is the most traditionally likable character in the story--all he wants is to have his life celebrated by his friends, a very human trait. I found the "insanity" (good description) of the style effective; it added a flavor of the ridiculous to the story.
ReplyDeleteI also felt that Asper's view of his own death was kind of interesting. He felt that he missed out on an important rite of passage, and even though he won't be occupying his own grave (at least I don't think so, not sure if he's a Hollywood vampire who sleeps in a coffin, or a traditional vampire who sleeps in the earth), he still wants the experience of having friends mourn his death. Isn't that all we want in the end? To be remembered, and hopefully missed by the people we care about.
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