Arthur Machen
I’ve very recently finished reading The White People and other stories by Arthur Machen. I’d long been intrigued by his name as if often mentioned as the “missing link” between the M.R. and H.P., James and Lovecraft. I’m not generally a huge fan of the horror genre but for these two I make a great exception, especially the latter. Machen is largely out of print in the UK, and he has had no great critical reappraisal since his general fall from favour. Highly distinguished fans have spoken with effusive praise however, for instance Luis Borges and (That Man again) Mark E Smith.
So I gave him a go. And the verdict? Mixed. What I like about both James and Lovecraft is their brilliantly conceived invocation of another parallel world to this one, and the subtlety with which they describe the horror of its excursions into the one the reader knows. In this Machen is also adept, he really seems to live and breathe the weirdness of which he writes. The way his mystic reverence towards real nature overlaps seamlessly into a reverence for “older, other” worlds is a real strength, and sometimes haunting in both senses. Awe-inspiring ideas are raised well as part of the narrative.
And yet what Machen is the narrative “bite” which both James and Lovecraft deliver so well. The stories’ climaxes are often somewhat… anti-climactic. Characters’ dialogue too often falls off the line between profound and affected, while his decidedly “purple prose” style when it comes to description can be beautiful at times, but at others it can fall flaccid, leading the attention to wander. In the end Machen is a clear link between James and Lovecraft, but in my view falls well short of either, lacking the simple clinical craft of the former and the sheer disturbing vision of the latter. A weird and interesting read nonetheless, and, at his best, both unsettling and enchanting at the same time.
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7 Responses to “Arthur Machen”
steve m
June 8th, 2007
Bah and pah! I shall defend James and Lovecraft with my…..with my saying I like them and think they’re good.
Ben G
June 8th, 2007
I like ‘em too. Also Algernon Blackwood (similar to James) and Clark Ashton Smith (like Lovecraft).
JVK
June 22nd, 2007
Cheers jvk. I’ve heard of Blackwood but not this Ashton Smith character. Shall investigate, life permitting.
Ben G
June 23rd, 2007
I find steve m’s comment bizarre. MR James attained that rare thing: perfection; in a form notoriously difficult to get right. An exceptional and skilful writer. Nuff said.
The cases of Lovecraft and Machen are slightly more vexed. Kingsley Amis wrote an amusing short parody highlighting the histrionic defects of Lovecraft’s prose, which I will post later in the week, but both of these writers have a sinister force that is unequalled elsewhere.
I recently read the Three Impostors and The Hill of Dreams by Machen. Of the two, The Hill of Dreams is considered to be the more successful in terms of literature, while The Three Impostors is frequently comically and mystifyingly bad.
And yet… John Betjeman said that he had never been more terrified than after reading The Three Impostors as a child. In The Novel of the White Powder and the Novel of the Black Seal the supernatural effects are disturbing, partly because they intimate at forces and entities only partially, if at all explained. (This is Lovecraft’s strenth too)
(in horror the glancing, the half-seen or felt, is always more powerful than direct description - something Stephen King would have done well to remember)
To the effective combination of rural and ancient landscapes and beings that you point out should added his urban and suburban ‘Neighbourhoods of Infinity’. Machen frequently has his characters walking through neglected purlieus, where the streets seem to go on forever and they find themselves in a place they do not know, or seems to exist only in a parallel world of mystic vision.
Although more literary and better written, The Hill of Dreams, is rather duller, while still retaining that peculiar and appealing combination of rural, ancient and urban.
This is perhaps the point, I wonder sometimes whether genre fiction as I suppose we must call it (rather than ‘the good stuff that is designed to be read and enjoyed) needs a bit of bad writing. Science fiction perhaps needs flat, everyman characters and horror perhaps requires histrionics.
Although, as I said, MR James does not - his control of light and shade, dream and vision, and tone is unparalleled in all literature to my mind.
Some may say he achieved it in a limited area - but to my mind, like making people laugh, making people scared as difficult as any literary task a person can set themselves. There is no middle ground between success and failure. And success is rare.
Once again, must apologise for the length.
Fitz Psyche.
Fitzroy Cyclonic
June 23rd, 2007
And the illiteracies, Christ! Was writing quickly before the morning residue of drunkeness turned into a hangover - or tentacle… THING!
Fitz not-quite-so Psyche
Fitzroy Cyclonic
June 23rd, 2007
Fitz, Re: scaring and making laugh:-
“no middle ground between success and failure. And success is rare.”
I think you are right there, and while Mr Lovecraft’s style is indeed histrionic, verbose, and quite ripe for parody, I think that it is nonetheless pretty much perfect in conjuring up the essentially “other” and “wrong” nature of the entities he describes, genuinely disturbs, and so to me is an unqualified success.
With Machen, for me, the “unnerving” is too often offset with risible, off-putting notes in the prose, and the “other world” is just not as perfectly realised. Maybe I’ve just not been reading the right ones, who knows.
Anyway, don’t apologise for the length Mr Cyclonic, always a pleasure, you go on as long as you like!
Ben G
June 25th, 2007

I think you’ll find the missing link between these writers is a lack of talent.