Paris 1971. The lizard king has fled there to avoid prosecution in the U.S., along with Pam, Pamela Courson, the love of his life-or maybe not-leaving behind a great career. Dissolved, depressed, alcoholic remembers his childhood and his band. The Doors. He feels nostalgic for the past glory and the unforgettable moments he lived.
In white and black background just before the lights go out for good, life is outlined. Journalist Frederic Bertocchini with his writings and Jef with his illustrations recount. It is not a biography, but all are based on facts. There is no glamour that followed Jim Morrison. He has destroyed, has built everything from scratch and has learned to love the end ... For all those who want to remember, this book is an integral part of his story and could not pass unnoticed.
“Is there a more mysterious personality than Jim Morrison? What was he in the end? Rock star, mystic, poet or maybe cursed philosopher?” we read in the small preface of the book.
All these and much more, if someone thinks through his eyes. Undoubtedly a legend that still fascinates us with his courage and energy, but keeping to himself the most personal piece.
“There are no glass houses. The shades are drawn and “real” life begins. Some activities are impossible in the open.”
Notes on vision. Jim Morrison.
Renata Dikeopoulou 6 April 2013