

This essay argues however that there is a more complicated set of interactions at play. Experienced as a shallow and derivative spoof, it’s quite easy to dismiss Grahame-Smith’s book with little more than a roll of the eyes. Latching on to the popular fascination with all things vampire and the perennial marketability of Lincolnalia, the book serves up a twisted romp through the Great Emancipator’s well-trod biography, whose sole aim seems to be sheer ironic novelty – and the profits such sensationalism can sometimes bring. The premise of Seth Grahame-Smith’s bestselling 2010 mash-up novel Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter, is clearly ridiculous.
