Last week I discussed A. Merritt’s book The Moon Pool (1919), an adventure/horror novel showing genuine flashes of weird brilliance but marred by some rather stereotypical pulp conventions. Merritt’s next novel, The Metal Monster (1920), is something else entirely! Perhaps the best place to start is with the assessment of H.P. Lovecraft, from a letter to James F. Morton dated March 6, 1934:
Other recent items on my calendar are Dunsany’s new book — The Curse of the Wise Woman — Weigall’s Wanderings in Roman Britain, and A. Merritt’s old yarn The Metal Monster, which I had never read before because Eddy told me it was dull. The damn’d fool! (nephew — not our late bilbiophilick friend) Actually, the book contains the most remarkable presentation of the utterly alien and non-human that I have ever seen. I don’t wonder that Merrittt calls it his “best and worst” production. The human characters are commonplace and wooden — just pulp hokum — but the scenes and phaenomena… oh, boy!
Just as with The Moon Pool, I find myself in complete agreement with Lovecraft’s assessment (excepting that I have no opinion on the foolishness of Lovecraft’s nephew). Though the protagonists of the novel are essentially generic pulp heroes and heroines, the weird and horrific elements of the novel are truly jaw-dropping in their beauty and utterly unique. The Metal Monster has catapulted to near the top of my list of all-time favorite weird tales. Let’s take a loving look at it below the fold…





