Graphic Book Review, Darkness There: Selected Tales by Edgar Allan Poe

Graphic Book Review, Darkness There: Selected Tales by Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar’s great stories aren’t praised with enough impressive pictures.  There’s little visual appeal to the devilish raven, the invading orangutan, Edgar’s torn library, “Night’s Plutonian shore”, a helping French army, Spanish killers, and so many of Edgar Allan Poe’s idols or tokens because Corley is afraid of giving those horrific materials and creatures their illustrious presentation.  Corley has some of the same interests as I do and yet gives the horror book its poor minimalism which doesn’t commend Edgar Allan Poe on the bloody tragedies he writes with superior gusto or the absolute horror we assume with hungry appetite in his visual hints on negative problems.  A great undertaking has been made with this book, which is supposed to be a refined collection of the famous poet’s haunting idolatry with comic imagery, but Corley’s visual demonstrations have more to owe for tremendous impact if we wish to actually be scared instead of just sit merely enthused.  It’s not just about Edgar; it’s about Corley.  I’m trying to rack through my spiritual mind as to whether this horrific book just goes under the directional compass when visual obstructions aren’t portrayed with a nice touch of freedom or Edgar’s improvisational results are given less cues in feature presentation since comic-book styles may be abused for the sakes of public minimalism to thwarting effective art.  Edgar’s temperament should be given its due with the most extreme images Corley can come up with in absence of initial worries even if the general exaggerations of tragedies in the eternal stories are disputed with humor when classical readers suspend all notions of common sense in place of gross ambiguities, for which exotic blood from a monkey in what I term as a “disturbed house” can add onto our imaginary pleasure through pictures which complement the French paper in some morning near a lot of checkerboards.  Text is wordy, right?  We can’t come clean with this book, but we can’t get dirty with it either.  Its minimalism isn’t historical in the slightest and Corley’s quality of any kind is floating in his simplistic cloud of knowledge as horror isn’t given injustice.  How’s horror supposed to be short and sweet?  It’s taken me many hours to read this collection and from looking again at the tri-color visuals of red, black, and white, I don’t see how Edgar’s stories are given dignity to which horror can exaggerate with uncomfortable beauty.  “Darkness There” seems to be more of a pun on Edgar’s lovable terror than a real flow of worshipful sentiment on Edgar’s true meanings of implicit thrill and haunting psychology and it’s wished that such horrible pictures of fantasy can be provided in higher number and with more astronomically gross traits of murder, although I can terrifically recommend Edgar’s original writings you might find on dusty shelves in true libraries across much of the nation.              

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Attribution: Photo on Upper Page is Amazon's.