The Vaults of Yoh-Vombis.

I basically wish that the recent film The Martian could’ve been an adaptation of this story instead. While I’m at it, I also basically wish that Prometheus could’ve been an adaptation of Lovecraft’s At the Mountains of Madness, a story which seems to have also inspired The Vaults of Yoh-Vombis.

On the one hand, it’s difficult to translate to the screen a story where the monster at the end is indescribable at best or dated and cliche at worst. On the other hand, I think movies can capture the feelings that these kinds of stories really exude: dread and isolation. The reason a monster at the end works is because you spend the beginning and middle wandering through the exotic alien ruins–colossal and inhuman–far from what you know and a spacesuit’s width away from death at any moment.

I like to think I have a fairly active imagination, but let a true artist of the bizarre and unreal take a crack at the abominable vaults of Yoh-Vombis. Terrify me with prehistoric Martian architecture, show me the sneering face of an ineffable, alien Ozymandias whose descendants and destroyers slither faceless in the dark below. I know that a human alone on Mars will probably die from lack of air and water, but is this as scary or as interesting as the scenario in this story? I doubt it.