On the original American scary story that’s also an ironic American origin
story.
I haven’t had a chance yet to catch any of the new Sleepy Hollow TV show—if you have, please feel free
to share your thoughts in comments!—but it’s certainly further proof of the
lasting influence of one of America’s earliest professional writers, Washington
Irving. Certainly much of Irving’s extensive body of work, including the History of New York about which I wrote
in that post, has largely vanished from our collective national consciousness;
but two of the stories in his first collection of fiction, The Sketch
Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. (1819), have endured across those nearly
two hundred years about as fully as any American literary works (from any
century) have. I’m referring of course to that hen-pecked sleeper Rip Van Winkle and to the focus
of today’s post, “The Legend of
Sleepy Hollow.”
“Sleepy Hollow” has endured because at its heart, as the new TV show seems (from
its previews anyway) to understand, it is about a simple conflict that is at
the heart of many scary stories: between an extremely ordinary everyman
(awkward and shy schoolteacher Ichabod Crane) and an equally extraordinary
supernatural foe (the terrifying Headless Horseman). Like many scary story
protagonists, Ichabod has an idealized love interest, the buxon Katrina Von
Tassel; and finds himself competing for her affections with a far more popular
and confident rival, Brom Bones. The culminating intersection between the two
plotlines—between Ichabod’s supernatural and romantic encounters—engages the
audience on multiple emotional levels simultaneously, just as so many
contemporary horror films strive to do. Indeed, the only significant divergence
from the now well-established formula is that the everyman hero loses—the Horseman
scares Ichabod Crane away, Brom Bones escorts Katrina Von Tassel to the altar,
and Ichabod’s story becomes the stuff of local legend.
That resolution lessens the story’s scariness factor (it seems clear that
Brom was masquerading as the Headless Horseman), but at the same time amplifies
its status as an originating American folktale. For one thing, Irving’s fictional
narrator and historian Diedrich Knickerbocker presents Ichabod’s story,
like Rip Van Winkle’s, as precisely such a folktale, a part of the collective
memory of his turn of the 19th century Dutch New York and thus of Early
Republic America more broadly. And for another, it’s possible to read Brom
Bones’ triumph, and his resulting union with the town’s powerful Von Tassel
family, as an ironic reminder—much like Rip’s concluding images—that the more things
seem to have changed in this post-Revolutionary America, the more in at least
some ways they have stayed the same. America’s landed elites maintain their
power, manipulating our folk legends (even our scary stories) to do so—and our
overly ambitious schoolteachers flee in terror before that social force, remembered
simply as a funny and telling part of those stories.
Next scary story tomorrow,
Ben
PS. What do you think? Scary stories you’d AmericanStudy?
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