Monday, May 08, 2006King Fausto, We Hardly Knew Ye
I know, I know -- it's been quiet around here, and I'm sorry. I've only got a little more work to do, a few more bits of fiddly business to which I must attend, and then I promise I'll come back and slap my blog up.
In lieu of a proper post, please enjoy a brief meditation on the tragic life of Herve Jean-Pierre Villechaize: his fab maison, his body of work, his propensity for self-humiliation, the brutal suicide that narrowly prevented him from becoming Zoltar (or Brak, or maybe Moltar.)
Do not judge him by Tattoo alone ... once, he was considered the Toulouse Lautrec of his generation. Does that count for nothing?