when my father died, a friend of the family took photos of him in the coffin. A few months later, he offered them to my Mom. She didn't take them. Then he offered them to me, and I didn't take them either. For me, that was so incredibly painful, seeing my dad in a coffin, that i could never look at those photos.
I don't think it's weird or macabre, but it's just not something i want.