Last week I performed my yearly roller-coaster ride with Ray Bradbury and memories of my heroic Dad. For this blog post I'm going to assume you are familiar with the novel. If not, for Heaven's sake, why not? Please dive into its poetry and fright!
Don't you love the allegorical imagery of this cover? A semi-rural boy (complete with turned-up jeans and farm boots) stands at a maze entrance. The maze stands for his future life, and all will be determined by his choices. The boy is looking at the fire-eating guy on the left panel.
For he that eateth
and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation to himself ..."
On the left-hand panel, that's what this guy looks like, doesn't it?
The card player on the right doesn't look much happier. He thought it would be fun to risk it all, but by the way he gazes out over his cards, it looks like he's holding a skunk hand. He has just realized that he's going to lose it all, due to his own recklessness.
Between these two choices is X, the Stranger. Does he stand for Mr Dark, the proprietor of the Dark Carnival whose maze invites the boy? Does he stand for the unnatural, early-grown thing that the boy might become if stretched on the devilish merry-go-round? Or is he, simply, Death -- the natural end of those who deliberately choose to bypass the natural progressions of life by seeking to become its master?
In front of the cards-playing man, there's a bit of paper in the air. It's one of the handbills for the show!
Just for fun, I tried to make a copy of the poster. This is what I came up with.
See you tomorrow on Halloween.