IN H. P. LOVECRAFTâS short story âCool Airâ (1928), the nameless narrator moves into a converted brownstone in New York. Alarmed by an odour of âpungent ammoniaâ, he investigates: the source of the chemical spill is the enigmatic Dr Muñoz, his upstairs neighbour.
1 Despite the strangeness of the chemical baths that the doctor takes, his proximity proves life-saving when the narrator suffers a heart attack and lurches upstairs in search of help. Upon meeting the strange, reclusive man, the narrator is instantly but unaccountably repelled, nausea stealing over him despite his desperation: âas I saw Dr Muñoz in that blast of cool airâ, he tells us, âI felt a repugnance which nothing in his aspect could justifyâ (p. 133). Returned to health by Dr Muñoz, the narrator slowly befriends the curious and âand even gruesomeâ (p. 135) physician. As the story progresses, it is revealed that using techniques of extreme refrigeration Dr Muñoz keeps a mysterious malady at bay, relying on what at first seems to be some combination of medicine and unusual cryonic science. As time passes, the physician hints at forces sustaining him beyond those explicable by science, speaking of how âwill and consciousness are stronger than organic life itselfâ (p. 133). But all is not well with the good doctor, for all his cooling technology and mysticism: he dwindles, eating less and less, talking often of death. An unpleasant odour develops in his apartment that has nothing to do with his constant chemical baths.
Then, one day, âthe horror of horrors came with stupefying suddennessâ (p. 136): the refrigeration machine breaks. Dr Muñoz alerts the narrator to his need by thumping on the floor and cursing in âa tone whose lifeless, rattling hollowness [surpasses] descriptionâ (p. 136). Kept in a tub of ice, the physician is rapidly declining, and there is a hint of âfiendish thingsâ in the air as the stench intensifies (p. 137). The narrator goes out to find workmen to repair the doctorâs machines but returns to discover the apartment in disarray. The only trace of Dr Muñoz is a âterrible little poolâ and a few ânauseous wordsâ of ânoisome scrawlâ on a paper âhideously smearedâ, as well as a âdark, slimy trailâ leading from the note to the couch âand [ends] unutterablyâ (pp. 137â8). The words reveal that Dr Muñoz had persisted in a state between life and death despite having âdiedâ years before. His liminal state presents a host of ontological paradoxes, inviting the reader to question the boundary between life and death, human and non-human, consciousness and world, spirit and matter. What seems to be a story about speculative technology turns out to be a story that is also about speculative metaphysics, about the possibility of some horrific vitalism, life sustained by the power of the will rather than the operation of organs. Such philosophical speculations are not illustrated using the dry, detached tone of the metaphysician, however, but with expostulations of growing repugnance finally culminating in an awful confrontation with the doctorâs horrifically deliquescent remains.
âCool Airâ was rejected by
Weird Tales for the intensity of its disgusting content. Lovecraft credits the inspiration of the story to âThe Novel of the White Powderâ, an embedded tale in
The Three Imposters (1895) by Arthur Machen, one of Lovecraftâs literary heroes.
2 Machenâs story, in turn, owes much to Edgar Allan Poeâs âThe Facts in the Case of M. Valdemarâ (1845). Both predecessors of âCool Airâ are tales of putrefaction and necrotic slime, the horrific, undifferentiated sludge of decay; both also deal with ontological paradox and the breakdown of normally sacrosanct categories. âCool Airâ and its fictional forebears dwell with both disgust and fascination upon things beyond the limit of thought: what it is like to be dead, what happens to consciousness after death and the mystery of thinking matter. Such stories are speculative portals, vortices through which realities otherwise unthinkable might be imagined. They seek to propel readers vertiginously into the realm of the unknown.
In Supernatural Horror in Literature (1927), Lovecraft himself tells us that what he calls the âtrue weird taleâ must have âsomething more than secret murder, bloody bones, or a sheeted form clanking chains according to ruleâ. He insists that in weird fiction
a certain atmosphere of breathless and unexplainable dread of outer, unknown forces must be present; and there must be a hint, expressed with a seriousness and portentousness becoming its subject, of that most terrible conception of the human brain â a malign and particular suspension or defeat of those fixed laws of Nature which are our only safeguard against the assaults of chaos and the daemons of unplumbed space.
3 A Century of Weird Fiction, 1832â1937: Disgust, Metaphysics and the Aesthetics of Cosmic Horror takes Lovecraftâs suggestion seriously to argue that weird fiction, through the means of an aesthetic experience generated by a form of disgust, allows for a moment of what the philosopher of art Carolyn Korsmeyer calls âaesthetic cognitionâ, a visceral aesthetic encounter allowing for queasy re-conceptions of reality. Beginning with the weirdâs forefather, Edgar Allan Poe, this study traces the twisted entanglement of metaphysics, aesthetics, affect and weird fiction through the nineteenth century and into the twentieth, considering along the way the attempts of weird authors such as Arthur Machen, Algernon Blackwood and William Hope Hodgson to stage encounters with the unthinkable through the intuitively unlikely conduit of aesthetic disgust, before returning finally to Lovecraft and his own weird writing.
This book is not a comprehensive survey of weird or gothic fiction through the approximate century it covers. While it does deal substantively with figures who have often been neglected in weird scholarship â both Blackwood and Hodgson are surprisingly under discussed given their influence on later authors â it primarily addresses authors of what we might think of as the âweird canonâ. The choice to focus on these authors allows the study to consider specific works at greater length, and avoids duplicating the efforts of works like S. T. Joshiâs exhaustive, multi- volume Unutterable Horror: A History of Supernatural Fiction (2012) or David Punterâs multi-volume The Literature of Terror: A History of Gothic Fictions from 1765 to the Present Day (1996).
For Lovecraft, weird fiction is a âcomposite body of keen emotion and imaginative provocationâ (p. 18). This book is an anatomy of that body and cartography of unholy dimensions, a gazetteer of the unfathomable, with Poe, Machen, Blackwood, Hodgson and Lovecraft for guides. Like the demonological grimoires of Johann Weyer and Jacques Collin de Plancy it is also a bestiary, a book of monsters and monster theory. Indeed, Jeffrey Jerome Cohenâs third thesis on monsters in his essay âMonster Culture (Seven Theses)â â that âthe monster is the harbinger of category crisisâ, a creature âsuspended between formsâ that refuses âto participate in the classificatory âorder of thingsââ and resists âattempts to include [it] in any systematic structurationâ
4 â in many ways serves as this studyâs theoretical starting point, alongside China MiĂ©villeâs contention that weird fiction is an iteration âof a long, strong aesthetic and philosophical tradition, one endlessly obsessed with questions of the Awesome, a beauty that is terrible and beyond-kenn-or-kennablenessâ, its âteratologyâ renouncing âall folkloric and traditional antecedentsâ.
5 Monsters in weird fiction break down the schema human beings use to make sense of the world, suggesting a cosmic outside always hovering just beyond the familiar world revealed by our senses. Absolute differences of essence are obliterated by the enmonstered reality that the affects of weird fiction convey. In other words, the monsters of the weird are uniquely useful to think with â and such thinking is inextricably wrapped up in
feeling. Weird revulsion, I suggest, creates aesthetic encounters which help us to think about the unthinkable.
Gothic tumour
What exactly do I mean by âweird fictionâ? The term is as categorically slippery as the realities it so often describes, originating with the Irish writer Sheridan Le Fanu, whose tales of occult detectives, demonic monkeys and adolescent vampires often qualify as âweirdâ in the sense that I use it here. Joshi stresses weird fictionâs nebulosity, noting that âif the weird tale exists
now as a genre, it may only be because critics and publishers have deemed it so by fiatâ.
6 Despite the fuzziness of its borders, I side with Joshi in distinguishing the weird from the gothic and want to resist the urge to completely subsume the former into the latter. While Joshiâs objection to the umbrella term âgothicâ as employed by critics like David Punter is essentially historical, mine is primarily aesthetic and philosophical. I imagine the weird as a tumour of sorts growing out of the gothic â composed of the same tissues but unfamiliar, alien and yet not-entirely-so, at once part of its progenitor and curiously foreign to it. A literary excrescence, weird fiction shares many of the same tropes and trappings as its eighteenth-century host, including a fixation on negative affect. Where the gothic primarily generates what Ann Radcliffe calls âthe gloomy and sublime kind of terrorâ, accomplished through a âunion of grandeur and obscurityâ â a giddy Kantian thrill in which the human subjectâs power is glorified â the weird revels in less rarefied forms of horror, derived not from the subject-affirming power of sublime fear but from the subject-dissolving power of disgust.
7 While there are certainly gothic works that turn the stomach (
The Monk in particular comes to mind), the disgust precipitated by weird fiction emanates from a specific source â the non-human world, what philosophers have called the world-in-itself. This book interprets the weird as a speculative and affective negotiation of the real, in its most elemental sense.
This is not to say that weird tales do not reflect the culture in which they were written â only that weird fiction is metaphysically rather than socially oriented. Weird authors do not share a single, dogmatic metaphysics, either. Their speculations are often contradictory, and a consistent ontological system cannot be neatly deduced from their texts: there is no single, coherent philosophy that weird in toto encodes. One of my central claims, however, is that weird fiction attempts to access a form of reality difficult to cognise, one radically distinct from the human mind and from an anthropocentric viewpoint. I also do not want to denigrate the gothic here, or to draw a completely immutable boundary between the gothic and the weird: obviously, there are works that traffic in both gothic and weird tropes and affects, including many that I discuss here. Rather than a rigid schema that simply deems a text âweirdâ or âgothicâ, I want to see the two modes as tendencies within a larger literary tradition, much as Radcliffe delineates differences between terror and horror. What I am calling âgothicâ, as distinct from the weird, is a focus on the human past and the human mind â on the depths of the psyche, the weight of history, the hauntological, the human. This is not to disparage it, but rather to distinguish it from the weird, whose focus is instead on the non-human.
A brief survey of weird fiction may further clarify some of these competing tendencies within the horror tradition â the slow metastasis of the weird, so to speak. Works like William Beckfordâs
Vathek (1786), Matthew Lewisâs
The Monk (1796) and Mary Shelleyâs
Frankenstein (1818), while solidly gothic, contain glimmers of the metaphysical vistas that weird fiction would later explore more thoroughly. It is Poe, however, who I suggest that truly inaugurates weird fiction
avant la lettre, fixating, as this study suggests, on stories of mental metamorphoses, cosmic entropy and putrescence both physical and spiritual. During the middle of the nineteenth century, both the gothic and the weird went through what S. T. Joshi calls an âinterregnumâ, but in addition to Poe, various authors did produce a number of weird or proto-weird works.
8 Some of Nathaniel Hawthorneâs texts hover between the classically gothic and the weird, perhaps especially
The House of Seven Gables (1851), as do some of the works of authors like Edward Bulwer-Lytton and the BrontĂ« sisters. Weird fiction and the gothic underwent a significant revival towards the end of the nineteenth century, as exemplified by stories like those collected in Le Fanuâs
In A Glass Darkly (1872) and Charlotte Riddellâs much-acclaimed
Weird Stories (1882). The genre overlapped significantly with the imperial gothic emergent at the time, exemplified by texts like H. Rider Haggardâs
King Solomonâs Mines (1885) and
She (1886), as well as with decadent texts and the ghost story, which often seep from the gothic to the weird, notably in the stories of authors like Vernon Lee, M. R. James, Arthur Conan Doyle, Charlotte Perkins Gilman, Saki and Ambrose Bierce as well, of course, as those of Arthur Machen, one of the key figures in this book.
The early twentieth century saw an explosion of weird tales, buoyed by the proliferation of pulp magazines. Three of the authors considered at length in this study â Algernon Blackwood, William Hope Hodgson and H. P. Lovecraft â are now considered key figures of the early twentieth-century weird, alongside writers like M. P. Shiel, Lord Dunsany, May Sinclair and Clark Ashton Smith. While the works of modernist and pulp writers offer many strong contrasts â the former embodying a kind of âliterarinessâ, the latter often dismissed as âmerelyâ popular fiction â in content there are surprising points of overlap, visible in the use of techniques such as stream of consciousness in the works of writers like Lovecraft on the one hand, and in the vivid, often grotesque, frequently bizarre images found in the stories of writers like Franz Kafka. The genre would continue to flourish into the middle of the twentieth century, as seen in many of the stories of Robert E. Howard, Daphne Du Maurier, Robert Bloch and Mary Elizabeth Counselman. August Derleth â a champion and friend of Lovecraftâs â and authors like Ramsay Campbell, Donald Wandrei and Frank Belknap Long produced various tales during this period that drew explicitly on Lovecraftâs âCthulhu Mythosâ, the loose shared universe he and other weird authors made reference to via fictitious texts, locations and alien entities. Mervyn Peakeâs monumental Gormenghast trilogy (1946â59) is also a notable here â a resolutely anti-Tolkienian fantasy rendered in opulent prose, set in a gigantic and surreal castle of immemorial age. However, a certain remission â a break between the weird fiction of the early twentieth century and its later revival â can be discerned in the first decades of the second half of the century, even while its influence could still be felt in adjacent subgenres and literary movements like the new wave of science fiction during the 1960s and 1970s.
During the horror boom of the 1980s and into the 1990s, many works trafficked in the tropes of the weird, including those by authors such as T. E. D. Klein, Clive Barker, Stephen King (on occasion) and especially Thomas Ligotti, whose stories of puppets, manikins, marionettes, monstrous hypnosis and the stultifying horror of the corporate workplace are perhaps especially noteworthy in their evocation of a determinist, pessimistic world view similar to Lovecraftâs. The weird has undergone a recent and vibrant renaissance in the twenty-first century as the so-called New Weird, whose key figures include China MiĂ©ville (also cited in this work as a theorist of the weird), K. J. Bishop, Laird Barron, CaitlĂn R. Kiernan, Tanith Lee and Jeff VanderMeer. While consciously in the tradition of the original weird, the New Weird frequently incorporates elements from science fiction, urban fantasy and secondary-world fantasy, often taking place in wholly invented universes, and inflecting the weird with a contemporary and politically radical sensibility.
While weird fiction is typically âsupernaturalâ or âpreternaturalâ in character, I argue that despite (or, indeed, through!) its supernatural elements, it is engaged in a form of unorthodox realism. Quite distinct from the social realism or literary naturalism of late Victorian novels striving to depict everyday life with faithfulness to social reality, weird fiction estranges readers from mundane existence while remaining faithful to a deeper, profoundly asocial reality. The curious realism of weird fiction thus finds its closest cognate not in the various literary realisms of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries but in philosophical realism â and especially in the recent philosophical project that has come to be known as âspeculative realismâ.
The weird world-in-itself
A philosophical return to thinking about the world-in-itself, speculative realism originates with Quentin Meillassoux, Iain Hamilton Grant, Graham Harman and Ray Brassier; it now includes additional thinkers like Timothy Morton, Levi Bryant, Ben Woodard and Eugene Thacker. Positioning itself against both a naive realism presupposing we might have unmitigated access to the world-in-itself and against what Meillassoux terms âcorrelationismâ, upholding the ban on metaphysics established by Immanuel Kant, under which âwe only have access to the correlation between thinking and beingâ, speculative realism strives âto achieve what modern philosophy has been telling us for the past two centuries is impossibility itself:
to get out of ourselves, to grasp the in-itself, to know what is whether we are or notâ.
9 In
The Critique of Pure Reason (1781), Kant scathingly observes that
in metaphysics we have to retrace our path countless times, because we find that it does not lead where we want to go, and it is so far from reaching unanimity in the assertions of its adherents that it is rather a battlefield, and indeed one that appears to be especially determined for testing oneâs powers in mock combat; on this battlefield no combatant has ever gained the least bit of ground, nor has any been able to base any lasting possession on his victory.
10 To move forward, Kant argues, we must distinguish between phenomena â the world âas it appearsâ â and noumena, or things-in-themselves. The minds of human beings utilise a priori categories of...