“The Flaming Spirits of the Evil Counsellors” (illustration for Dante’s “Divine Comedy”) Gustave Doré (1865)
“The Descent” quotes from a whole bunch of movies (and I’ll be illustrating some of those soon), but while watching it I was also reminded of some other works of art — not necessarily because the movie actually borrowed the images, but because it evokes some of the same (cold, hollow, damp, creepy) feelings I get from some of these paintings. Like this Doré engraving for Dante’s “Inferno” — a vision of a subterranean hell in which dark creatures of the imagination (and, perhaps, of the flesh as well) are let loose. As the women in the movie are warned before taking the plunge, the mind plays tricks on you down there.
In a previous post, I compared the fantastic poster with the Surrealist photograph that inspired it. After the jump are a couple more images (from Goya, Fusili, Doré) that popped into my mind during “The Descent.” (You just can’t keep this stuff down…)
WARNING: I don’t want to plant these images in your head before you see the movie, so that’s why I’m keeping them off the main page. After you see “The Descent,” though, please post comments with your thoughts. Were you reminded of these, too? Were there other non-movie associations you made? (Please remember that comments don’t go “live” immediately.)
“The Nightmare” Henry Fuseli (1781)
“Saturn Devouring One of His Children” Francisco Goya (1821-23)
Detail from the right (“Hell”) panel of Hieronymous Bosch’s “The Garden of Earthly Delights” (c. 1500)
“The Sinners Passing Through the Fire” (illustration for Dante’s “Divine Comedy”) Gustave Doré (1865)
“The Mutilated Shade of Mahomet” (illustration for Dante’s “Divine Comedy”) Gustave Doré (1865)
“The Harpies in the Forest of the Suicides” (illustration for Dante’s “Divine Comedy”) Gustave Doré (1865)
“Ugolino Gnawing the Head of Ruggieri” (illustration for Dante’s “Divine Comedy”) Gustave Doré (1865)
“Shy Demon” Fiona Scott gargoyle
From “OK, Hieronymous” by Graham Parker(on his overlooked 1988 masterpiece, “The Mona Lisa’s Sister”)
I break a heart in a thousand places, she makes a slur against other races
He rejects all of the unpretty faces, sticks them full of knives
I take a shot at birds flying south, he takes the gun barrel into his mouth
She takes a rope and ties up the house, with the kids inside
They just want to curl right up and die
Them and us are only passing by
Hey Hieronymous I know where your garden grows
I know where your bloody roses bloom
Hey Hieronymous Tell me what delights there are
Right outside this window or inside this room
Just taste the odor of burning skin, the pitchfork tongues and the rot within
The torture victim’s wiped-out grin nothing can erase
Somebody’s pouring salt on a wound, scooping out monkey’s brains with a spoon
Working on warfare up on the moon, that’s the latest phase
We just want to curl right up and die
You and me are only passing by
