A collection of work by the illustrious deviant with the charming monogram E.A.P.
Let me begin by trying to be helpful for anyone out there looking to pick up a copy of Poe’s work: do NOT settle for this edition, for a few more bucks you can get the Complete Poe (several available editions). If you’d rather settle for this half-assed collection and a KFC Meal Deal instead of Poe’s unabridged output, be my guest, odds are I’ll be the guy behind you in line getting the Extra Spicy Chicken Sandwich and toting a haggard copy of The Incomplete Writings of Chekov.
So what does Bantam deliver in this collection? Seventeen stories (one being what the publisher calls Poe’s only Full Length Novel “The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym” and another they describe as a Glorious Prose Poem “Silence-A Fable”) followed by sixteen poems.
While I usually enjoy reading collections of stories, I’ve noticed that I have a hard time rating them, much less providing a sensible review. Fear not; these things have never stopped me before, and certainly aren’t going to today.
The problem with providing a ‘rating’ or review on a collection (for me, at least) is that I’d prefer to rate each short story on its own merits and just be done with it. Of course, that would mean I’d be rambling on for thousands of characters for each short story, and nobody needs that. My biggest dilemma comes when I have to provide a single rating for the whole kit and caboodle, I start overanalyzing just what I’m attempting to do. Should I rate each story on a 1-to-5 scale and provide a Final Rating based on which was given most frequently? Should I take into consideration the percent of the total page count for each rating that was awarded and weigh it that way? These seem like practical things to do, but that would also entail employing what you might call mathematics, and if you think my writing is bad, you ought to have a look at my math skills, or lack thereof.
So, I’m just going to start typing and see where that leads me. This ought to be good……
“The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym” makes up the bulk of this book, and unfortunately, I think that this story sucks. I personally can’t confirm if this was Poe’s only novel-length work or not, but if it is, I can certainly see why he never went back to the novel. There were three things that I simply could not enjoy about Pym’s narrative, which I’ll try to tackle in order of their annoyance. Firstly, the story itself is just ass-bitingly boring; I didn’t find any of the events within exciting, for the most part, all they accomplished was allowing me to experience the tedium of 19th century sea travel; be it the initial drunken episode involving Arthur and his pal Augustus, Pym’s recounting his terror at being imprisoned within the belly of a boat during a mutiny, and finally, the completely grating voyage to the South Pole, which I can only compare to the latter half of Verne’s “Journey to the Center of the Earth” (which I consider hella boring). Secondly, the abrupt end of the story doesn’t provide anything resembling a decent conclusion and managed to wrangle the honors for Worst Ending from “The Stand” (at least the rest of “The Stand” was entertaining, where the narrative of Pym advances sluggishly throughout). Lastly, narrator Pym breaks from the story on several occasions to discourse at length on subjects which usually have little or no involvement with the story whatsoever, be it his informative rambling about various methods of freight stowage, his mind-boggling dialog on penguin and albatross roosts, and his need to expound on the controversies surrounding the discover dates of miscellaneous islands. All of these are beyond boring, and none do anything to advance the story one bit and the story stagnates while the narrator goes on these worthless tangents. As a last complaint, I couldn’t help thinking Poe was trying to emulate or one-up “Candide” by having the protagonist suffer an unbelievable chain of misfortunes.
I’ll quickly wrap up the other elements of the collection I didn’t enjoy. The poems did nothing for me, but I rarely enjoy poetry at all, so this wasn’t shocking and didn’t bother me much. I really couldn’t get into “The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar”, especially since Lovecraft apparently ripped this story off and improved upon it. Both of Poe’s tales of love lost also failed to do anything for me, these being “Ligeia” and “Eleonora”. I can’t say that I took any pleasure in “Ms. Found in a Bottle” or the preposterous ‘prose poem’ “Silence-A Fable” either.
Perhaps what I liked least about this edition was that the poems and weak novel-length comprised the second half of the book, a very poor way to conclude; it’s entirely up to the first 200 pages of the book to showcase Poe’s brilliance as a short-story writer.
I personally found the highlights of the book to be the pair of stories involving the analytical mastermind C. Auguste Dupin, the stories included being “The Murders in the Rue Morgue” and “The Purloined Letter”, both of which kick ass and left me wanting more of these stories (if anyone out there can provide information on whether or not Poe wrote more involving Dupin, please let me know). Other stories which I liked included “The Black Cat”, “The Masque of the Red Death”, “William Wilson”, and perhaps my favorite story within was “The Cask of Amontillado”, which was also the only story which I found humorous.
The rest of the collection was decent, including his more well-known shorts such as “The Tell-Tale Heart”, “The Fall of the House of Usher”, and “The Pit and the Pendulum”, none of which I enjoy as much as the stories mentioned just above. The other two stories within that I thought were only so-so were “A Descent into the Maelstrom” and “The Premature Burial.”
One thing which I found rather bothersome throughout was how similar some of the stories were, making me question whether I’d even want to bother with the other half of Poe’s work, as his range seems stunted. “Maelstrom”, “Ms. Found in a Bottle” and the Pym narrative all involve some sort of nautical mishap (usually a boat being sucked into an abysmal whirlpool), I couldn’t tell you what the difference between “Ligeia” and “Eleonora” is, and the recurring subject of premature burial comes up in the Pym narrative, “Black Cat”, “Amontillado”, “Pit & Pendulum”, and (no doubt) “The Premature Burial”. While this isn’t necessarily a bad thing, for some of the duds in the collection I was left thinking “Didn’t I just read this?” If this is what the other half of Poe’s output is like, perhaps I’m better off with this edition and some of Colonel Sanders finest after all.