The other day I was having a conversation with a friend
about stories that have endured not just in the Western Canon, but in popular
culture as well. Romeo and Juliet, for
example, are still instantly recognizable characters to most people, but I
don’t think you could say the same of Heathcliff and Catherine, even though Wuthering Heights will continue to be
read and appreciated long after I am dead. Similarly, most people might be able
to give you a Cliff’s Notes version of the Iliad
and Odyssey, though probably not the Aeneid.
Obviously, these are ill-defined criteria. How could we ever
prove what “most people” would recognize, or even define what constitutes a
recognition? (Is it enough that someone knows that Romeo and Juliet are lovers?
Would they also have to know that the two come from rival families, or that
they die in the end?) But this is a blog post about a conversation that took
place over a couple of beers at an outdoor chili cook off, so I will play fast
and loose where I damn well please.
The point of the conversation was not actually to make a
list of what has survived, but to predict which stories in today’s popular
culture will stand the test of time. (And for the sake of argument, we set that
test at about 500 years).
There are a number of stories inching forward already,
currently somewhere between the 100 and 200 years marks, that I think will be
with us for a while longer. I would put Frankenstein,
Dracula, Moby Dick, and A Christmas
Carol in here, along with the collected works of Jules Verne and H.G. Wells
(but only because, if you were to ask someone to explain to you what happens in
a story called “The Time Machine,” or “Journey to the Center of the Earth,”
even someone who had never heard of those stories could probably tell you based
on their titles alone.) You’ll notice my usual bias toward science fiction
here, but I also honestly believe that stories with supernatural or
otherworldly qualities tend to survive longer because they appeal to us on the
level of mythology. Also, stories about visiting the past and bringing people
back to life are fundamentally relatable. And Moby Dick because…well, it’s Moby
Dick.
I have less hope for stories about class divisions and
social issues because I think that those works come with a certain amount of
cultural specificity that keep them from feeling universal. One could argue
that there will always be class divisions and social issues, but they have
different boundaries in different cultures, and the further away from them we
are historically, they less sense they make to us socially. We might recognize something of ourselves in
an episode of Downton Abbey, but
probably not so much in the Eumenides.
Sorry, E. M. Forster and Upton Sinclair.
More importantly, you need a fairly straightforward narrative,
something that can be summed up in a sentence or two, with some form of iconic
imagery or character. The Wizard of Oz
will never die because we would have to forget all we know about wicked
witches, yellow brick roads, and the phrase “there’s no place like home.”
There’s just too much there to stick in our collective memory. It’s also been
adapted, referenced, and parodied enough to make knowledge of the original
source material irrelevant. I think Don
Quixote and Gulliver’s Travels
will live a sort of half-life in this regard, owing to their abundant iconic
images but picaresque structures. We will always remember the windmills and the
Lilliputians, but we might loose our sense of the rambling narratives into
which they fit.
What about now
now? Which of today’s guilty (or even not-so-guilty) pleasures do I think will
be tomorrow’s cherished classics? Well, the good thing is I can make any
predictions I want, and no one I know will be around to prove me wrong in 2513.
If we were to look at the pop culture juggernauts of the last 30 years, I don’t
think that many of them have staying power.
I might have made a case for Star
Wars if George Lucas had stopped at the original trilogy. There’s something
satisfying and primal about the Luke Skywalker/Darth Vader cycle, but it is far
too muddied by decades of spinoffs, Christmas Specials, and prequels to be
considered a single, straightforward narrative at this point. Harry Potter might stand a chance, but
again it’s not really one clear story, and I think that works against it. Seven
novels is a lot of baggage to carry through the centuries. As much as it pains
me to say Twilight, with its Dracula/Romeo and Juliet parentage,
might fare better than either of them.
But if I had to choose one story that I thought, without a
doubt, would last, I would pick Superman.
I’m not even that big of a Superman fan, but I think his origin story hits
a number of nails on the head. It’s otherworldly, it’s heroic in a mythological
sense, it’s been adapted more times and in more ways than anyone can count, and
it is translatable to any culture (the rules of what can happen on another
planet are not bound to any society). Once it passes into the public domain
(assuming that it does) there’s no reason for it not to be retold and retold. Superman
himself is so blandly perfect and powerful a hero that he can be given whatever
characteristics a particular generation needs. There may not be a definitive
telling of the story, but if Faust can reside in the works of Marlowe, Goethe,
and Murnau without choosing a favorite, then Clark Kent can do the same with
whatever storytellers are yet to come.
In all likelihood, I am wrong. But then again, so are most people who
make predictions.
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