Deckard Canine wrote:Some of his stories seem more emo than grimdark. "White people are descended from black people and apes! We should all kill ourselves with fire!"
If that's the Arthur Jermyn story, both the men and the apes were white. Lovecraft was racist enough on his own, thanks.
Wanderer wrote:Meh, Lovecraft wasn't so grimdark. The monsters lose in most of his stories.
And the Universe doesn't care either way. Regardless of whether you win or lose, eventually the human race is gonna go squish under the foot of some faceless horror that doesn't even notice or understand what it's just done - not that it would care if it could.
He didn't go to that well often -- "Call of Cthulhu" was about the only time he really covered that, simply because you can only get so much mileage out of "oh no, some giant thing's about to destroy the planet". Most of the time, he went with horror at discovering your ancestors were monsters (whether the miscegenation of "Jermyn" and "Shadow Over Innsmouth" or the ancestral horrors of "Rats in the Walls") or at having reality pulled out from under your feet ("Dreams in the Witch-House", to name one).
Wulfraed: Because you know they'd say it.
Zarpaulus wrote:"The indescribable horror!"
But still, at least half of those stories tended to end with the viewpoint character either dead or insane and a general feeling of just "staving off the inevitable."
As for the first, not really. Most of his stories either have a surviving narrator or are written in third-person -- even "The Doom that Came to Sarnath" doesn't kill the narrator. It's kind of hard to justify a story as being written by a dead man, at least in a believable fashion.
The second, though: Sadly, yes. Lovecraft suffered from depression. As he once wrote in a letter:
"I am only about half alive—a large part of my strength is consumed in sitting up or walking. My nervous system is a shattered wreck, and I am absolutely bored & listless save when I come upon something which peculiarly interests me. However—so many things do interest me, & interest me intensely, in science, history, philosophy, & literature; that I have never actually desired to die, or entertained any suicidal designs, as might be expected of one with so little kinship to the ordinary features of life."