|ILLIMITABLE DOMINION. Prince Prospero's castle, as seen on 'The Masque of the Red Death' (1964). Photo via Call Me The Red Telephone.|
Reading Edgar Allan Poe's "The Masque of the Red Death" today gives you a thrill not unlike from watching "28 Days Later." In this zeitgeist, you can't help but conjure images of survivors holing up in a castle while hordes of the undead storm the countryside. Think George Romero's jaded skyscraper in "Land of the Dead" or the complacent Alexandria in "The Walking Dead." It will be no surprise if "The Masque of the Red Death and Zombies" comes out soon.
Tuberculosis and the fictional Red Death have a lot in common. The former is characterized by the expectorating of blood, while the latter led to "profuse bleeding at the pores." Blood was either one's Avatar, indeed.
It was only a few months before the story's publication in 1842 when Edgar's wife Virginia began to show symptoms of TB. While she was playing piano, Virginia bled from the mouth and "ruptured a blood vessel," in Edgar's words.
|Edgar Allan Poe hunted for houses around Philadelphia to help his wife Virginia recover from consumption. Their last Philadelphia house is now the Edgar Allan Poe National Historic Site. Via Midnightdreary|
He and his wife would soon move around Philadelphia in search of better homes to flout the advance of the disease. It's easy to draw parallels between him at this point and Prince Prospero moving to a castellated abbey to escape the pestilence.
Mr. and Mrs. Poe ended up in a rented house in Spring Garden, Philadelphia. There, Virginia would play the piano and harp, diversions that would no doubt resonate with the doomed guests in the story.
Virginia succumbed to the disease in 1847, almost two years after the story was revised and re-titled from "The Mask of the Red Death" to "The Masque of the Red Death." She died in a humble home in The Bronx, now preserved as the Edgar Allan Poe Cottage.
|Edgar and Virginia's last home together in Fordham, The Bronx. Via Zoirusha|
New diseases have since sprouted to succeed the dangers of tuberculosis, and thankfully, pharmaceutical developments are keeping up. Art can beget suffering, yes, but no one wishes now it would come at the price Edgar or his wife paid.
P.S. There was a direct retelling of "The Masque of the Red Death" in cinemas, courtesy of Roger Corman in 1964. The namesake film was filmed on a sound stage at the Elstree Studios in Britain.