Since Lovecraft, who I blogged about for the past two days and will finish with today, had such a distinctive style — depicting a universe in which no familiar cosmology applies and hideous, tentacled alien gods rule a heartless dark universe — he is, of course, easy to parody, with things like:
•an imagined speech showing us what it would sound like if a Cthulhu-worshipper — instead of a Mormon — had to convince Americans that he shares their basic faith and values
•a story about what the Cold War might have looked like had it been fought by superpowers engaged in a race to accumulate Old Ones as weapons (this item and the previous one were pointed out to me by Arkansas state representative Dan Greenberg, who suggested legislation called the Edifice Complex Prevention Act to prevent legislators naming buildings after themselves — but has not yet, to my knowledge, introduced legislation to prevent the use of non-Euclidean geometry in building unholy alien temples)
•a brand-new Lovecraft mock-children’s-book called Baby’s First Mythos
•and, as I may have mentioned before, the photo-narrative adventures of Plush Cthulhu
But tomorrow I promise to move on from horror to Valentine’s Day.
P.S. And in what sounds like some sort of parody set-up but isn’t, Guillermo Del Toro (who as I mentioned yesterday directed the Lovecraft-influenced Hellboy) has been seriously rumored to be the possible director of both Lovecraft’s At the Mountains of Madness and Tolkein’s The Hobbit (the ongoing legal complications with the latter project making it unlikely Peter Jackson will direct, tragically). That would be like simultaneously directing Winnie the Pooh and Alien V — which would also be a pretty sweet gig.