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July 22, 2009


Fellow Traveller

Someone inform David Lynch. I heard he currently roams around California with a camera man interviewing people. Perhaps he could get on the trail of The Fat One.

Chris Williams

Come on, man, Lynch set this up. It's got his MO all over it.


Yes, Lynch always comes up when it comes to midgets. Some years ago I was at a meeting at Oxford Town Hall regarding the state of the football club, watching proceedings from the balcony, having as I did a jaundiced (and accurate) opinion of the people involved. When, not to my surprise, a pre-meeting promise not to take a collection to address the club's debts was broken (I mean the figure had got to thirteen million pounds, what was the point) the bucket was carried round by a gentleman I had not previously noticed, but who appeared to be a dwarf. At which point the chap next to me declared that we appeared to be living in a David Lynch movie.

Fellow Traveller

Lynch doesn't own the rights to midgets in movies though. I just came across this film that I somehow missed in 2003: Tiptoes (featuring Gary Oldham in the 'role of a lifetime' as a dwarf).

I always wondered what happened to Gary Oldham.

"He was on his knees," Beckinsale explained. "He was basically on his knees with a prosthetic part of his head and face and a hump and different kinds of harnesses to strap his arms back to make them short, and special clothes. They had various different effects, like if he was sitting in a chair, his legs would actually be inside the chair and he'd have these little fake legs sticking out on top. It was amazing what they did with him."


What was that film with Steve Buscemi (quick google: it was "Living in Oblivion") that involves an arthouse director shooting a dream sequence with an increasingly irritated dwarf?

"This is such a cliche! No one has dreams with dwarfs in them! I don't have dreams with dwarfs in them and I'm a dwarf!"

Chris Williams

I've just had another of those, alas increasingly infrequent, "Missing David Rappaport" moments.

belle le triste

love and rockets, the long-running (and very great) US comicbook, has for the last 10 or 12 years featured extensive stories about the wrestling circuit, especially its hispanic-mexican dimension (one of the original characters, perlita chascarillo, known as maggie, has an aunt who's a wrestler): this story is straight from an L&R storyboard, which is testament to its documentary precision, i guess: certainly it features dwarf and midget wrestlers

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