One of the walls in my flat is covered in Edward Gorey illustrations I cut out from a calendar. I love every thing about them. So perfect. So funny. So poignant. Beautiful.
I still have a fantasy that one day someone will help me make a Gorey film. Not like Tim Burton, cartoon style, but crisp, black and white, Edwardian, slightly unnerving, surreal and funny atmosphere. I sketched out an idea for it when I was taking a film course at my cousin Daisy's film school, the London Film Academy.
Turns out there are some serious Gorey fans out there. Quite a few people have Gorey engraved onto their skin. Check it out!
So, anyone think we can make this film happen?
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