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Saturday, October 29, 2011

The Wolf Man by Day, and Night


I think the Wolf Man has always appealed most to me, primarily because he's a savage, driven by the moon, spurred by prey's blood. He's the best of Man as a survivor, melded with the perfect hunter of the wolf. No longer a Man, wholly, yet still imbued with a Man's intellect. Where the wolf might be instinctually naive, the Wolf Man perceives Man as the Enemy. It is both the fear of the beast and the awareness of the endangered human being.

Also, savagery and bloodlust, when transposed from animal to Man, is inevitably rage in its most pure form. The fight/flight becomes a berserker's defense: attack until nothing moves, until the danger is shredded and crushed.

Frankenstein's Monster is the most tragic, being as the Monster is horrifically aware, an intellect trapped in corpse-flesh. While Frank's brute power and towering offense to God is far more interesting, the Wolf Man is a primal duality, as old as time. What lurked outside of the firelit cave, in the dark, is at once unknowable on any level and as close as a brother, within the Wolf Man.




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