It's been three years since I'm knockin' on your door / And I still can knock some more (Waiting in Vain – Bob Marley).
Well, this will probably come as a surprise to no one, but I’ve come to the belated conclusion that… I’m a scaredy-cat. As much as it pains me to say, but it suddenly hit me when I arrived at the halfway point, mid spooky scene and all. Like, “Oh wait, this is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night. What am I doing here?” I don’t know why this came as a revelation to me now, considering I’m the kind of guy who watches horror movies peeking through the windows of my fingers, but here we are. I guess light-bulb moments aren't always instantaneous. Anyway, this story is that deep, but I’m not even going to try to analyze it in any kind of in-depth manner, because I'm not in essay-mode at the moment. Besides, there are a million reviews out there that examine the themes in more succinct and meaningful ways than I ever could! I’ll just do what I do best; talk some nonsense. I’ll be on some serious jibber-jabber. It’s a bit embarrassing to admit, but all of my prior knowledge of I Am Legend lies strictly with the 2007 movie version. I know, I know, yuck and also GASP! “Ugh they got the message wrong and studio interference messed up the ending and blah blah blah.” I know. But I think it's good. I mean, I like it well enough. Currently, present tense, right now! Sure, it's hardly cinema™ and they really did completely misinterpret what original was trying to say, but I think it’s still an entertaining adaption. Ann~nnd, I will say that after picking this up to "see what the hype was about" by reading the source material, I’ve got to say that as far as story beats go, the movie adaption is actually a lot more faithful than I was expecting. If they got the ending right in the movie, then it'd honestly be perfect. Though, first things first, I've got to sat that I think the main reason why the horror genre has always fascinated me (despite the whole “scaredy-cat” thing) is because it’s kind of fun to imagine what I’d do in all these terrible situations. I know a lot of people get mad at horror protagonists because they’re always doing dumb shit (like splitting up, slipping, crashing their car, etc.), but as someone who’s rather clumsy on a normal day, I know for a fact that my Dumbass Meter would be beeping crazy like a Geiger counter if I had to deal with any kind of horror genre shenanigans. Reading this just made me surer of that fact. After seeing how lifeless life would be in this post-apocalyptic world, my first immediate thought was… nah, you wouldn’t catch me doing… literally any of this. I’m good, vampires, you can eat me or whatever. I'd fold on day one.
Second things second, I think the main key difference between the book and the movie version is their respective portrayal of the main character, Robert Neville. In the movie version he’s a cool scientist who listens to Bob Marley and ultimately never fails to maintain his morality, his inherent “goodness.” While book Neville had already lost it before the start of the first page. It's just that he (and us, by extension) hasn't realized it yet. The Will Smith version isn’t a normal schmuck who lucked his way into vampirism immunity, he isn’t 1950's dismissive or vaguely sexist, but perhaps most importantly, he isn’t a pathetic horny creep. Even at his most pathetic in the movie, he's still the charmer. Like, he’s Will Smith! Super charming actor, Will Smith. They may follow similar story events, but they really couldn't be more different. Yeah, he's a product of his time, but it seriously felt like book Neville went way out of his way to fit every stereotype (“send a pic”)! It was actually pretty fun to see how quickly he could switch from “old man yells at cloud” to a well-meaning sad-sack. I made a game of it. Like, “Gee, I wonder what freaky thing will he’ll do in this chapter?” He sucked (vampire joke!) so much that the big revelation that (spoilers for this book that was written a thousand years ago) he was the Big Bad all along garnered a somewhat muted response from me. No duh, he’s been acting like a monster this whole time. Hm, I realize that it kind of sounds like him sucking (huh, I have one joke) made me think he was a sucky character, but that couldn’t be farther (further?) from the truth. In fact, I think that book Neville’s ignorance to his reprehensible actions only helped to heighten the horrific nature of the novel. In the beginning of the story, we see firsthand as Neville’s situation transitions from never-ending nightmare to a man going through the motions. In all its simple awfulness. This was powerfully effective because by describing in plain detail the sheer mundanity of how daily life would work when you have to fight off vampires every night, it subconsciously shows how any action, no matter how horrid, can eventually be diluted into monotony. It shows how people like Neville, the “good guys,” can unlearn their compassion and turn a blind eye to any abhorrent action. Last things last, I’m really glad I read this book. I could be here all day listing all the things I Am Legend pioneered, but moving past its legendary status, I really just liked it because there's no shortage of sordid, so best believe there’s no protest from me.
“Horrible? Wasn’t that odd? He hadn’t thought that for years. For him the word ‘horror’ had become obsolete. A surfeiting of terror soon made terror a cliché.”