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A happy, naive family enters the Evil Garden (free admission!) to spend a sunny afternoon in its inviting landscape, lush with exotic trees and flowers. They soon realize their mistake, as harrowing sounds and evidence of foul play emerge. When humongous hairy bugs, famished carnivorous plants, ferocious fruit-guarding bears, and a sinister strangling snake take charge, the family¿s ominous feelings turn to full-on panic¿but where¿s the exit?Edward Gorey leads us through this nefarious garden with a light step. His unmistakable drawings paired with engaging couplets produce giggles, not gasps. Perhaps The Evil Garden is a morality ta≤ perhaps it¿s simply an enigmatic entertainment. Whatever the interpretation, it¿s a prime example of the iconic storytelling genius that is Edward Gorey.… (more)
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I really enjoyed the whole experience from the macabre plot to the note from the translator (a Mrs. Regera Dowdy) who stated "Alas, my translation of perhaps Herr Blutig's most famous work appears on the melancholy occasion of the seventy-fifth aniversary of the next to the last time he threw himself out of a window." One you get your head around that, you can appreciate the book.
The Evil Garden is one of my favourite Gorey books because, unlike some of his more baffling and twisted works, this one is coherent and strikes a perfect balance between
I love the way the book has been made true to the original--black and white illustrations, signature Gorey handwriting, and the small size. The addition of colour to the cover, and the elegant book design, make it perfect.
Pomegranate continues to impress with their masterful production values. Their Gorey books are beautiful objects, full of mystery and delight and morbid humor. I for one, wouldn't have it any other way.
What more could one ask for?
Just to set the record straight, I LOVE Edward Gorey! His art and text are a touch spooky, a touch funny and totally off- the-wall! The Evil Garden is nominally for children (as are most of his books) but find me an adult who won't enjoy it too. As far as I'm concerned it's a
The story starts with Free Admission(!) to a lovely garden for a dapper Edwardian family. What a lovely treat, eh? Or maybe not.... There is that remnant of a human foot peeking from under a large boulder.
And as the story progresses... insects large enough to carry off a family member or two, an uncle-squeezing boa constrictor, an aunt-eating plant, quicksand that swallows a dear nanny, Such dire happenings!
The absurd, fantastic and presumably deadly doings look as if they provoke at most,, an "oh my" or "dear me" from the various family members. Gorey's illustrations and his verse are the very definition of deadpan humor. I adore it.
It amuses me to think of The Eagles using the 1965 edition of this title as the inspiration for the last lines in their 1977 Hotel California...
"You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!"
On the edition:
Pomegranate did a very nice job on this re-issue. Sturdy hardcover with dustjacket and illustrated endpapers. One couplet per page is matched with a full page illustration. A keeper!
[Disclaimer. Book received as an Advance Reading Copy in exchange for book review]
For as big a Gorey fan as I thought I was, apparently there are gaps in my knowledge. The Evil Garden appears in the one Amphigorey collection I don't have, and I
From the slightly ominous plants against the vignetted green backdrop on the cover, you know you're in Gorey's darkly humorous world. Told in rhyming couplets - a common Gorey style - this is the tale of an outing to the Garden. Entry is free, but odd things inevitably befall the various members of the group - remember, this is Gorey. There are odd creatures, carnivorous plants, mysterious sounds, disappearances, and a bit of screaming & swooning. Each couplet is paired with one of Gorey's trademark crosshatch ink drawings.
Without giving too much away, favorites included the baby being carried off, the daughter watching somewhat impassively at the aforementioned carnivorous plant at work, the drowning (again with onlookers), and the back-of-the-hand-to-the-forehead at various other events.
This is an excellent addition for anyone who collects Gorey's works. And if you know anyone with a vivid imagination, an oddly skewed funnybone, a touch of Victorian drama & Georgian-through-flapper fashion sense, do them a favor and introduce them to the world of Gorey.
No surprise,
The plot (such as it is) reminds me of Gorey's pop-up book The Dwindling Party.
The story is very typical for Gorey, a family takes a trip through a garden (for some free entertainment) and over the course of a few rhyming couplets are picked off one by one by the garden's inhabitants. All of which is gorgeously illustrated in Gorey's Gothic yet whimsical style.
in many ways gorey is the flipside of dr seuss. where seuss is full of the wisdom and wonder of childhood, gorey takes a delicious pleasure in the dark corners of it. only really ronald searle in the UK approaches his style. but now he's almost ubiquitous in the UK - we've finally caught up with his jet black humour and absurdist vision. and it's a wonderful thing
however i'd always known gorey through the amphigorey volumes. wonderful things they are, and brilliant gateways to the genius of the man as writer and artist, but somehow the context is so very different when you hold a single volume in your hands rather than a compendium. when combined you obviously look for shared ideas and a vision that holds the whole thing together. you see different part of gorey as a writer... but by itself you have to read it for itself. no context at all
which in this volume, one of his darker more absurd volumes, kind of makes sense because there's no real context to any of the madness that follows. plot description? there isn't one really. some people go to a free garden and soon it turns very dark and very unpleasant for all concerned. it's gorey at his most playful too - claiming to be "eduard blutig's "der bose garten" in a translation by mrs regera dowdy with the original pictures of o mude" (the dedication is pretty much the place where lemony snicket gets his entire schtick, by the way). it's closest in british sensibilities to, say, hillaire belloc's cautionary tales (without any of the morals) and "the lion and albert" (but bleaker). it also reminds me of a recently discovered classic my wife and i found on archive.org called "the story of horace" - i delight in this blacker comic side of children's literature. to me it's like the detail of hatemouse in the uncle books by j.p.martin attacking people with a skewer
and story aside - the art? well it's gorey isn't it. how can you criticise gorey? details and cross hatching when needed and then big, blank spaces also when appropriate. it's easy enough to come up with ideas like this - now i'm writing my own stuff, i'm forever coming up with ideas for things - but it's all about the delivery. and gorey's genius is to make the pictures *just* uncluttered enough to make the horrors(my favourite? "some tiny creature, mad with wrath/ is coming nearer on the path" - what is best in this? how tiny the creature is? the look of abject confusion on the people? knowing their inevitable fate?) seem ridiculous and to thus blunt the fact that by the end of it everyone is dead. it's like "the ghastlycrumb tinies" - it works there because gorey just uses the mordant, comic misery in as deadpan a nature for it to be palatable. there's a genius in that, i can tell you
finally: the package itself. it's nice enough that pomegranate are reissuing some of the odder, undiscovered gems in the gorey catalogue, but the volume is a lovely thing in and of itself. it's a lovely artifact and - yes, i suppose i am gushing a little here - the bookmark and catalogue it came with make it less of a nice free review copy of a book, but more the sort of package you expect for a birthday. although, it's typically goreyesque that such a present has such a morbid content. a wonderful thing. cannot recommend it enough...
And I'd like to say that Edward Gorey's couplets are almost doggerel. But somehow, it doesn't matter. One doesn't read Gorey for high literary content.
Kudos to Pomegrranate Press for the lovely
Recommended for: people who appreciate "vaguely ominous" situations happening to perfectly nice Edwardian families.
Second, the book itself: the printing and the binding. Not the best. There was some ink transfer between pages that I was surprised to see. (I've got other Pomegranate books that are quite lovely, so this one may be an anomaly.) The binding is pulled thin on some pages (able to see the stitching) and on other pages glued an eighth of an inch in. Not consistent. Not very good quality.
For a true Gorey fan, you'll buy this anyway, so you've probably already disregarded everything I've said. For the rest, there are truly better offerings available.