When the freelance cartoonist Charles Addams first drew his most famous creations in the New Yorker, in August 1938, he had no idea what he was letting out of the box. His Addams Family has since gained pride of place as a much-loved American institution that also feels — subversively
Why we love the spooky, subversive Addams Family
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The TV Addams Family pose for a family portrait in 1964. Photo / Getty Images
This global smash hit stands, for many, as the definitive treatment with the best cast: dapper Raul Julia, glamorous Anjelica Huston, and a hilariously take-no-prisoners Christina Ricci, who gets even funnier in 1993's Addams Family Values.
Without resenting the success of the 60s version, Addams did rue its preference for a more wacky, less macabre tone than his cartoons. To be fair, some of his darker jokes — Lurch pouring boiling oil on Christmas carollers, say — might have struggled to fly in the baby boomer TV days.
Addams's predilection for black humour is well-documented. Born in New Jersey into the family of a piano company executive, he was distantly related to the American presidents John and John Quincy Adams (despite the different spelling) and was an eccentric child, drawn to visiting the local Presbyterian cemetery.
It's been remarked that the slinky Morticia was modelled on his first wife, Barbara Jean Day, but his second, Estelle Barb, conformed even more to the vampish type, as well as being a ruthless lawyer who ended up controlling The Addams Family film and TV franchises. In 1980, he would marry his third and final spouse, Marilyn "Tee" Miller, in a pet cemetery, and they moved to a Hamptons estate nicknamed "The Swamp" before he died. "Just as the greatest comedians give the impression of having recently escaped from lunatic asylums, it suited Charlie very well to be taken for a madman," his friend Wilfrid Sheed has said.
What makes the Addamses so durable? You could try to argue that they hold a dark mirror up to the American dream, inverting the wholesome family values depicted in Norman Rockwell's paintings. But, in fact, they satirise that dream by managing to form a remarkably functional unit, for all their eccentricities. Take Addams's Roald Dahl-ish impression of Pugsley as not a freak at all but "the universal little boy — nasty".
Addams effectively blended Rockwell with a soupcon of Grant Wood's American Gothic, pushing a sense of the uncanny one step further by setting the calendar to permanent Halloween. If October 31 actually came around in the Addams household, the only logical way to honour it would be with shuddering dread, the donning of blonde wigs and gingham, and perhaps the throwing of a hoedown. The ordeal might prove deadly, but it would surely be worth it for the facial expressions.