There’s very little heavyweight analysis here – just a montage of how books are used in the films of Wes Anderson (one of my favourite film-makers). I think it goes beyond the mere romance and nostalgia of novels though.
Okay, so nothing about the creatives necessarily – but here’s their corporate strategy chart from 1957, as featured in the Harvard Business Review. The mandate was to “fix animation at Disney”, and their focus was on franchises and brands. I think we can safely say it worked. Wonder if the same would work in publishing? I guess everything has to be cross-media these days to really work.
“A lost soul stumbles drunken through the city. In a park, Death finds him and shows him many things.”
A charming little film.
Famous book designer Chip Kidd talks about two techniques designers use to communicate instantly — clarity and mystery.
This is rather sublime, if you happen to be into global music. (Yes, she’s Ravi Shankar’s daughter.)
I have a new house, I am unpacked (mostly) and I now have an internet connection after many days struggling along without one. I am still writing though – lots of things, it seems – and normal service will resume shortly, though this may be a quiet month.
Retribution is out in paperback mid-June, and my author copies have arrived. The edition looks lovely – the blue is extremely bold. I’d kind of wished we’d stuck with the red for the paperback of Drakenfeld, as it would have massively stood out on the shelves and looked great next to this colour, but I can’t complain.
Three days of escaping to the Lake District, before (finally) a house move at the weekend. Hence the lack of posts (and potentially a further lack next week, when I’m without an internet connection). We stayed at an old rectory, near the west coast. Darted inland to various lakes – Coniston, Windermere, and Bassenthwaite. Even managed to visit a whisky distillery, which was brilliant. Much-needed rest before a hectic few days ahead. Life is good, but very busy.
I have no idea where this was taken. We drove around for hours somewhere around Nidderdale and Swaledale, between dark heather and this. Middle-earth of another kind.