I need a good comedy, so my decision to pick up a short story called “The Funeral,” which I knew nothing about except that it was by Richard Matheson and assigned for my horror class, was not very logical. What I really wanted to do was play a video game (namely Stacking, but that’s irrelevant), but a thunderstorm raged outside and kept me from my computer. I’d already started and stopped about five different activities and realized I hated the story I was writing. I was running out of ideas. So I grabbed my copy of I Am Legend (my copy is a collection of Matheson’s work, so any pages I cite for “The Funeral” will come from that) and found the story.
My first impression was not favorable. I spent a while trapped on the first page. As the lines slid past my brain and I read them over and over to try to grasp their meaning, I thought something along the lines of, “Too many adjectives and crazy words really do get in the way!”
Everything improved once I got off the first page. Silkline’s attitude as he talked about the Eternal Rest Room and struggled to look sad instead of gleeful reminded me of “A Commercial Break,” one of my favorite episodes of WKRP in Cincinnati, in which a funeral home wants to advertise on the rock and roll station. (If you’re interested, it’s available for free on Hulu. It’s hilarious.) The insane commercialism is even a step up from Silkline’s. In both stories, that adds an edge of dark humor.
From there, I read “The Funeral” with mild amusement until I reached the line “When Morton Silkline reached the hall, his customer was just flapping out a small window” (Matheson 264-65). I started laughing and realized that this story really was a comedy, and that it had the potential to reach the height of absurdity that some of my favorite comedies do.
It did.
There is a certain feeling to the story’s structure during the funeral scene that is hard for me to explain. One aspect in particular stood out to me. When the service is about to begin, the witch asks Silkline to sit beside her: “‘I likes the pretty boys, I do, eh Delphinia?’ Delphinia said, ‘Mrrrrrow'” (266). The cat’s immediate dialogue in response to the witch is one example of the fast-paced, insane nature of the characters’ interactions throughout the scene. Once it begins, it sweeps you away with its absurdity and doesn’t relent until it’s through.
That feeling stood out to me, because I’ve tried to write like that. I don’t write comedy often, but when I do, I like to combine the dark, supernatural, and serious with the humor found in everyday life, and combine the two for new levels of wackiness. (I’ll be honest–most of my comedies are fanfiction of horror games.) That’s what Matheson excels at here.
Forget, for a moment, that the cast seems to have walked straight out of a Universal Studios horror set. When that is taken away, you have a familiar situation. How many times have you planned an event, something special to you, and just knew that somehow, your family or friends were going to ruin it? Maybe you walked into a social gathering with a family member and couldn’t stop thinking, “Please don’t embarrass me, please don’t embarrass me…” Or maybe everything was fine and then you heard the commotion on the other end of the room and knew without even looking that it was one of your friends.
If you know what I’m talking about, you probably felt a little sympathy for poor Ludwig, as his friends carried on and thoroughly embarrassed him at his funeral.
That human element is all the funnier when it’s paired with a cast of monsters. Ygor sobs through the funeral, the Count’s speech was written with a thesaurus close at hand, the other characters interject their opinions whenever they feel it’s necessary, and Ludwig has to repeatedly look up from his casket to beg them to behave. The characters’ antics go beyond weird, and you have to feel bad for Silkline.
The ending is somewhat predictable, but I liked it. It’s the sort of comedy stinger made for a story like this. All in all, I found “The Funeral” to be funny and delightfully absurd, despite my misgivings at the start.
Matheson, Richard. “The Funeral.” 1955. I Am Legend. New York: Tor, 2007. 261-269. Print.
