Iron Lung is a beautiful example of cosmic horror, sure, but the immense hope that plays into that horror is just fucking great. It's not the kind of hopeful theme we're used to. It's not the Light At The End Of The Tunnel kind of hope. It's the beaten, desperate dog clawing and biting at it's oppressor. It's a dying animal believing there's a life outside the bear trap. It's a screaming, terrified human being who just wants to live. Fighting with bloodied teeth. Straining their lungs to keep on breathing. Grabbing onto a barbed wire that might keep them from drowining. Iron Lung is about the insane willpower to fight, to keep on living just because there's a sliver of hope it might be worth it. And I think that's a very tragic and beautiful message.















