The Cask of Amontillado
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The Cask of Amontillado (1846) | Written by: Edgar Allan Poe
Cask of Amontillado
Thug Notes Summary & Analysis
What’s good y’all? This week we sip sipsippin’ with The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe. Da narrator of this story got MAJOR beef with some fool named Fortunato. He been burned so bad by this cat dat he ain’t bout to let it slide. Dat hater has GOT. TO. GO. Da narrator wanna get revenge, but he ain’t gonna just ghost a brutha in broad daylight. So he start thinkin “If there’s one thing I know bout dat bitch, it’s that he love to get his drink on” So he decide to use Fortunato’s mad love for wine to GIT DAT SUCKA.
So da narrator roll up to Fortunato while he shit-faced at a carnival. Boy like “Say dawg. I got a bottle of da cleanest wine you ever seen back at mah place- might even be Amontillado. If you don’t want a taste, I guess I could sip wit my boy Luchesi…” (Fortunato) “Yo hold up playboy- Luchesi don’t know Amontillado from his asshole. Let’s do this.”
So da narrator take Fortunato to his family crypt where he keep his stash of expensive bottles. But daplace all full of nitre and Fortunato start coughin like a bitch. Da narrator like “Look if you can’t hang, we can just forget about it.” But Fortunato like “Nawbruh I’M STRAIGHT.” Fool straight FIENDIN’fo’dat Amontillado.
As they go deeper in to da catacombs, da narrator make sho’ he keep Fortunato nice and liquored up. Deez vaults got dead bodies from da narrator’s bloodline AKA the Montressorfam, by the stack. He start talkin bout his peoples’ coat of arms and their hard-ass motto: “no one attacks me with impunity.”
Later, Fortunato throw up a mason gang sign, but Montressor don’t recognize what da hell he doin’. Fortunato like “Oh, you ain’t a mason?” (Montresor) “Oh fosho, so sho- I’m a Mason.” But when Montressor can’t prove he legit, he start feelin’ like a real scrub. Eventually they roll up on a lil’hole in da wall and Montressor like “Well. there it is. Go in there and po’ up some Amontillado.” Since Fortunatos wasted as hell by now, he ain’t even trip when Montressor chain his body to da damn WALL.
Then brutha start layin bricks, trapping Fortunato in dat baby-sized room. At first Fortunato don’t know WHAT DA HELL going on. Just as Montressor lay dat last brick, he hear da bells on Fortunato’s hat. And fo 50 years afta’, Fortunato’s body still chillin’ in dem chains. May he rest in peace… I guess?
Da REALEST scholars be all up on this text’s nuts sayin it’s Poe’smst perfect short story since its STRAPPED with irony. Fo one, there’s some DRAMATIC irony at the core of da plot: da reader know that Fortunato bout to get wrecked, but FOrtunato ain’t got a clue what’s coming.
On top o’ dat, Poe slangin’ VERBAL irony like he don’t give a fuck. Da name Fortunato means “da fortunate one” and dat cat is FAR from lucky- unless gettintho’d and buried alive is yo thang. Almost errythingdat come outtaMontresor’s mouth when he conversatin’ with Fortunato got a different meaning from what he actually say. Even though he WANT Fortunato to keep sippin’ his jooseand cruisin’ deeper in to the vaults, he always saying shit like “Nahbruh.. let’ go back.”
“‘Come’, I said, with decision, ‘we will go back; your health is precious. You are rich, respected, admired, beloved; you are happy as once I was. You are a man to be missed. For me it is no matter. We will go back; you will be ill, and I cannot be responsible…’”
But he know DAMN well dat Fortunato ain’t gonna back down since he jonesin’fodat sweet Amontillado. Even Fortunato’s stupid ass hat got irony to it. Da last thing Montresor hear after he hole dathater up is da jingle of them damn bells. See, back in Poe’s day, peeps would put bells on da limbs of dead rich folk so they don’t accidentally bury a dude alive. Cept this time, when da bells start janglin, ain’t nobody comin’ to help- specially not God.
Da last words Montresor say befo’he finish da wall?: “Yes for the love of God!” But he sho as hell ain’t doin it foda love of God. What he IS doin’ it fo, though, is REVENGE- Shit dat lust fo’vengeance might even run through his veins. I mean dafaily motto is no “one provokes me with impunity” or in real talk: Don’t fuck w me or it ain’t gonna be pretty.
Actually, da hell did Fortunatoeven do? Montresor never give us the lowdown. I mean, It gotta be something whack if he came up with such a crazy-ass plan to kill him. Then again, Maybe Fortunatoactually didn’t do shit. Maybe Montresor just hatin’ to rep demfamily values. Check out what some scholarly hood named Thompson say:
“Montresor’s lack of remorse, then, even after fifty years, should not be a wonder to us…He has an obligation to his family; he carries it out, with relish, and savors deeply the satisfaction that success in carrying out this obligation brings him. … [W]hat he did, he is convinced, was justified. He was carrying out an obligation to his family as he saw it—as he was culturally conditioned to see it. Now, fifty years after the event, he can recount it with pride.”
All I know is dat if some fool named Montresor come trippin to yo’ face, just WALK AWAY. Cuz dem cats don’t play.