Another cornerstone, truly disturbing. I will submit for your consideration the thoughts of one Howard Phillips Lovecraft of Providence RI from his essay Supernatural Horror in Literature.
Of Mr. Machen’s horror-tales the most famous is perhaps “The Great
God Pan” (1894), which tells of a singular and terrible experiment and its consequences.
A young woman, through surgery of the brain-cells, is made to see the vast and monstrous deity
of Nature, and becomes an idiot in consequence, dying less than a year later. Years afterward
a strange, ominous, and foreign-looking child named Helen Vaughan is placed to board with a
family in rural Wales, and haunts the woods in unaccountable fashion. A little boy is thrown
out of his mind at sight of someone or something he spies with her, and a young girl comes to
a terrible end in similar fashion. All this mystery is strangely interwoven with the Roman rural
deities of the place, as sculptured in antique fragments. After another lapse of years, a woman
of strangely exotic beauty appears in society, drives her husband to horror and death, causes
an artist to paint unthinkable paintings of Witches’ Sabbaths, creates an epidemic of
suicide among the men of her acquaintance, and is finally discovered to be a frequenter of the
lowest dens of vice in London, where even the most callous degenerates are shocked at her enormities.
Through the clever comparing of notes on the part of those who have had word of her at various
stages of her career, this woman is discovered to be the girl Helen Vaughan; who is the child—by
no mortal father—of the young woman on whom the brain experiment was made. She is a daughter
of hideous Pan himself, and at the last is put to death amidst horrible transmutations of form
involving changes of sex and a descent to the most primal manifestations of the life-principle.
But the charm of the tale is in the telling. No one could begin to describe
the cumulative suspense and ultimate horror with which every paragraph abounds without following
fully the precise order in which Mr. Machen unfolds his gradual hints and revelations. Melodrama
is undeniably present, and coincidence is stretched to a length which appears absurd upon analysis;
but in the malign witchery of the tale as a whole these trifles are forgotten, and the sensitive
reader reaches the end with only an appreciative shudder and a tendency to repeat the words
of one of the characters: “It is too incredible, too monstrous; such things can never
be in this quiet world. . . . Why, man, if such a case were possible, our earth would be a nightmare.”
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