Although I do like the idea of Neville Longbottom penning gothic horror novellas late into the night in the Gryffindor common room. But I also think Neville probably has more creativity than this.
Part of my issue with this one is that I don’t know enough about gothic horror to determine if this is a cheeky spoof on the genre or if Lewis is all about cavalier bro-dudes and virginal women. And, even though my copy of the book came with footnotes and an introduction, neither were very illuminating. The intro claims that Lewis is having a joke, but I’m not so sure. There’s nothing in the story to suggest that knightly bro-dudes aren’t totally worthy of having women falling at their feet.
So there are these two upper crust bro dude in Spain. One is after the other’s sister, who got committed to a convent somewhat involuntarily. The other falls madly in love with a woman (read: teenager) he meets in church that says barely two words to him. That’s how he knows she’s virtuous – because she keeps her trap shut. The church/convent/monk abbey is run by the nearly saintly Ambrosio, a fire and brimstone orator praised by all Madrid for his piety. Then he gets seduced by a witch because women are either devils or virgins to Lewis. Seriously, one character get raped and then murdered, but she’s a-okay with dying because now she’s garbage anyway and unfit to be anyone’s wife.
The book was also light on the horror. There were a few ghosts, but nothing approaching the macabre that I thought I would find. (The book was billed a Stephen King in the 1800’s.) So, much like Crimson Peak, think love story with a ghost in it. With the addition of a perverted monk. And much less Hiddle-buns.
But have some other eye candy anyways!
I haven’t read this since high school (which was some time ago), but I remember enjoying it. It was the kind of book – given my limited experience with the genre – that was best read with scholarly assistance, but I agree that it didn’t seem particularly funny.
Some things don’t translate over centuries, I guess.
Yeah, Dante’s Inferno is one of my favorites, but if I hadn’t taken a class on it so I could appreciate all the layers, I probably would’ve given it a similar rating to The Monk.
I thought this book was HILARIOUS. I’ve read other Gothic novels (seriously, Ann Radcliffe is as humorless and virginal-meets-brodude as the genre gets), but this one was by far the most ridiculous, campy, and entertaining. I’m pretty sure Lewis wrote this as a parody on other un-ironic Gothic novels. And it certainly has the titillation factor that’s missing from some of the others. On that note, Northanger Abbey is a delicious spoof on Gothic novels, as well.