It was already Thursday,
but his lordship's artificial limb could not be found;
therefore, having directed the servants to fill the baths,
he seized the tongs
and set out at once for the edge of the lake,
where the Throbblefoot Spectre still loitered in a distraught manner.
He presente ...more
This review is from: The Object-Lesson (Hardcover)
Not laugh-out-loud hilarious (although I loved His Lordship presenting the Throbblefoot Spectre with a piece of string - cue a picture of the ghost making a cat's cradle!)
This is a short work, with three illustrations per page, surely a take-off of Japanese haiku. With such obscure and meaningless lines as:
"At twilight, however, no message had come from the asylum,
so the others retired ...more
A missing limb, the Throbblefoot Spectre, a statue of Corrupted Endeavour, Madame O______ flinging herself from the parapet, a bat (or possibly an umbrella) flies out of the trees and there was no message from the asylum. The last statment being perhaps the most salient of the lot!
What do you make of all that? Well, the object lesson in the book is to understand fully what is going on with the seemingly unrelated incidents. ...more
Any other author might not have been able to get this one past the publishers, but in Gorey's skillful hands, the story takes on a life and character all its own. I'd recommend this to anyone who loves a dose of the weird.
This was my first Gorey, and apparently a bad book to begin with, though I enjoyed it. The 'plot' was completely nonsensical, but left me with a pleasantly eerie feeling, and the art was absolutely beautiful. I thought Gorey wrote children's books, but after reading this rather bleak book (it includes a woman jumping off a tower to her death!) I think he just wrote art books for all ages--probably with supervision if under a certain age! I'll be picking up more by Gorey soon. This satisfied the...more
A seemingly random series of unrelated events: A man missing his artificial limb, ghosts, suicide and black umbrella's.
I read it, I didn't get it. I read it again, I still didn't get it. I read it 5 more times and guess what? I still didn't get it. I feel like I'm missing some inside joke that everyone but me understands!
It reminds me of that episode of "Malcolm in the Middle" where Francis stares at the totem pole for days trying to figure out wha ...more
(Reread in Amphigorey; reviewing separately.)
"It was already Thursday... but his lordship's artificial limb could not be found."
Brilliant, just brilliant.