That’s very similar to how I felt after read the his last one - the sea will rise again or whatever it was called. It was very good but it was all about these aimless, washed up people, drifting, failing, slowly erasing themselves. He was very good at grubby rented rooms and tawdry caffs. I was impressed at how well he described it all but I wouldn’t want to rush back into that world.Something so washed out, people going through the motions of their worn out lives in a worn out world.
It's odd that he writes "real world" based books where he really explores this, and then creates a fantasy sci-fi world with bizarre characters and invincible brain-stealing monster machines - and uses that to dig into the exact same thing. Or maybe it's not odd at all.That’s very similar to how I felt after read the his last one - the sea will rise again or whatever it was called. It was very good but it was all about these aimless, washed up people, drifting, failing, slowly erasing themselves. He was very good at grubby rented rooms and tawdry caffs. I was impressed at how well he described it all but I wouldn’t want to rush back into that world.
One year (I was perhaps about nine) there was a side-show I longed to see. I do not know why, or what I expected. It was called “The Leopard Lady”, and I begged my mother to let me go. She gave me the twopence and stood outside while I went in. It was late afternoon, October twilight, and the tent was empty, except for a pale woman in a purple robe who was vomiting horribly on to the ground. I stood and stared. Out of the shadows came a man with waist-length black hair, a black cloak flapping like wings, a cravat, ringed fingers, piercing eyes and a short leg with an iron extension clamped to his boot.
“What do you want?” he said.
I was really frightened, but I had paid my twopence and as a good Yorkshire boy I was not going out till I had seen what I went to see.
“The Leopard Lady,” I answered.
He spoke to the woman, in a showfolk’s jargon, that I did not understand. She pulled herself together, wiped her mouth, un-fastened her robe.
I saw a lot of flesh, all marked with yellow-brown spots in roughly the form of an animal’s paw-marks. The showman said something about the woman’s mother having been frightened by a leopard. I concluded he meant something unmentionable; and also that it was not true. As a show it disappointed me greatly; as a glimpse of a life I could only darkly conjecture, it haunted me like a nightmare for years.
As soon as I had looked and been invited to touch her spotted limbs, the Leopard Lady folded her purple robe round her again and went back to the business of being sick. I hurried out of the tent and was promptly sick also.
That was my first meeting with Ironfoot Jack, whom I was to know later in Soho as a kindly and fascinating character…
I'm near the end now and it's coming together. Brando's story is particularly intense.I liked the Melchior - it got progressively weirder and more interesting. Kind of Firzcarraldo at its best.
Yeah, this irritates me too. Something like the collected k-punk book is just stupid. The thing's almost the size of a games console.but then publishers realised they could charge more if the book was bigger... but that's a nightmare for someone with a lot of books, when they are all weird sizes, and when you run out of shelves the odd sizes make stacking piles tricky..having to put the larger ones at the bottom of the pile or else you end up with wobbly stacks
i've read this, it's ten times better than the film. much more hollywood anecdote and info gives you a much better idea of what the tarantino project is all aboutfinished the paperback of Once Upon a Time In Hollywood last night
i've read this, it's ten times better than the film. much more hollywood anecdote and info gives you a much better idea of what the tarantino project is all about
check out that eye of the beholder @william_kent you of all posters will not be disappointedI liked that the Manson stuff was over halfway through, totally incidental
also the way he slipped a critique of Kurosawa into one of the opening chapters
check out that eye of the beholder @william_kent you of all posters will not be disappointed
yeah i'd say that was a fair use of the wordEye of Beholder is also worth a read though never quite understood Woops' obsession with it.
It's a book about obsession of course so that's appropriate.yeah i'd say that was a fair use of the word
NB avoid the ewen mcgregor film version at all costs