Any adaptation of feature length needs to make distinct choices.
You can finish reading Poe’s story inside of two minutes, just long enough to paint a picture of Prospero’s decadence and hubris and then see it shattered. It was necessary to hear and see and touch him to be sure he was not. There are some who would have thought him mad. His plans were bold and fiery, and his conceptions glowed with barbaric lustre. And even now, nearly a year into the worst and deadliest mismanagement of a crisis in the entire history of the country, there isn’t so much as a whisper of removing from power the incompetent charlatans who got us here. His supporters simply shrug and keep supporting him, even as he cheerily swings a wrecking ball into constructs and norms they’ve long held sacred. In the intervening years, he has provably and repeatedly lied while in office, abused his position, funneled money to his own properties and family, insulted allies, and violated the trust of those who look to American good will at home and abroad. “Consequence” is a word that’s been on the mind of many since 2016, when a dubious electoral process determined that a man with decades of credible sexual assault allegations against him, who openly called for election tampering, mocked the disabled-and any number of other things I’m too tired to remember at this point-should be the next head of state. The courtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers and welded the bolts. This was an extensive and magnificent structure, the creation of the prince’s own eccentric yet august taste. When his dominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of his crenellated abbeys. I will do what I must to save my men, but if they are killed I will die and so will Prince Prospero.But Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and sagacious. You may think that you have impressed the Prince Prospero, but you can count on little help from me.
oh yes your father and your lover are being quartered in a warm and safe place, now I must go and join my guests. Later you can instruct her in the ways of the court. We'll find you another room Juliana, meanwhile you will dress the Lady Francesca in one of your finest gowns. This peasant girl is she always to be bathed in my bedroom? Then I want you to remove it at once and never to wear it within this castle again. That cross you wear around your neck is it only a decoration or are you a true christian believer? It's not right that you should look at me. Modesty but no humility, why do you hide yourself?
Additionally, it has been alluded to by other works in many types of media. The story was first published in May 1842 in Graham's Magazine and has since been adapted in many different forms, including a 1964 film starring Vincent Price. Many different interpretations have been presented, as well as attempts to identify the true nature of the titular disease. Poe's story follows many traditions of Gothic fiction and is often analyzed as an allegory about the inevitability of death, though some critics advise against an allegorical reading. Prospero dies after confronting this stranger, whose "costume" proves to contain nothing tangible inside it the guests also die in turn. In the midst of their revelry, a mysterious figure disguised as a Red Death victim enters and makes his way through each of the rooms. He, along with many other wealthy nobles, hosts a masquerade ball within seven rooms of the abbey, each decorated with a different color. The story follows Prince Prospero's attempts to avoid a dangerous plague, known as the Red Death, by hiding in his abbey. "The Masque of the Red Death", originally published as "The Mask of the Red Death: A Fantasy", is an 1842 short story by American writer Edgar Allan Poe.
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