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I'm greatly looking forward to his upcoming 'Pan's Labyrinth' and got excited today when I read that he plans on adapting (with designer and really nice guy William Stout) H.P. Lovecraft's 'At the Mountains of Madness'- one of my favorite Lovercraft novellas and one I always wished to see come to screen in capable hands (as it could play a lot like 'The Thing').
There the talk started and the mexican director asked Stout to work for 2 of his new projects one being the "Pan´s Labyrinth" and the other the adaptation of Lovecraft´s "In The Mountain of Madness". Stout seems the perfect man for this project as he claims he loves that novel and that he even went to the Antartic because of it, an expedition that left a deep impression on his persona and seems he handled art work for that project to Del Toro although claiming he fears the director will work fisrt on the sequel to Hellboy.
from AICN
Anyone else a fan of Del Toro's work?
added- and excerpt from Lovecraft's story to whet your whistle:
The half-mile walk downhill to the actual city, with the upper wind shrieking vainly and savagely through the skyward peaks in the background, was something of which the smallest details will always remain engraved on my mind. Only in fantastic nightmares could any human beings but Danforth and me conceive such optical effects. Between us and the churning vapors of the west lay that monstrous tangle of dark stone towers, its outre and incredible forms impressing us afresh at every new angle of vision. It was a mirage in solid stone, and were it not for the photographs, I would still doubt that such a thing could be. The general type of masonry was identical with that of the rampart we had examined; but the extravagant shapes which this masonry took in its urban manifestations were past all description.
from AICN
Anyone else a fan of Del Toro's work?
added- and excerpt from Lovecraft's story to whet your whistle:
The half-mile walk downhill to the actual city, with the upper wind shrieking vainly and savagely through the skyward peaks in the background, was something of which the smallest details will always remain engraved on my mind. Only in fantastic nightmares could any human beings but Danforth and me conceive such optical effects. Between us and the churning vapors of the west lay that monstrous tangle of dark stone towers, its outre and incredible forms impressing us afresh at every new angle of vision. It was a mirage in solid stone, and were it not for the photographs, I would still doubt that such a thing could be. The general type of masonry was identical with that of the rampart we had examined; but the extravagant shapes which this masonry took in its urban manifestations were past all description.
