| A Short Film About John Bolton | |
| Director: | Neil Gaiman |
| Producer: | Matthew Vaughn David Reid Adam Bohling |
| Starring: | John O'Mahony Marcus Brigstocke |
| Music: | Chris Ewan |
| Cinematography: | John Pardue |
| Editing: | David Martin |
| Runtime: | 27 minutes |
| Country: | United Kingdom |
| Language: | English |
A Short Film About John Bolton is a 2003 film written and directed by Neil Gaiman.[1] [2] The film takes the form of a fictional television piece on real-life artist John Bolton (but played in the film by actor John O'Mahony).[3] It was released direct to video, along with several bonus features.
In a posh London gallery, Carolyn Dalgleish (Carolyn Backhouse) prepares a showing of the latest works by John Bolton: disturbing portraits of beautiful, vicious vampiric women he encountered whilst pot holing. The Interviewer (Marcus Brigstocke) collects information on Bolton, who seems to perplex those who work with him and collect his art (like radio personality Jonathan Ross (playing himself)).
Bolton appears to review the placement of the paintings before the opening. Eccentric and detached, Bolton is uncomfortable with the amount of attention being paid to him. Forced to give a speech at that evening's party (where guests include the real John Bolton in a cameo appearance), Bolton quietly states that he simply "paints what he sees."
Following the gala, Bolton is interviewed at home by Brigstocke. Bolton again proves elusive with answers about his art, though he does (reluctantly) agree to have his work habits filmed for the first time (though only by the Interviewer, working without his crew).
As dusk approaches, Bolton takes the Interviewer to his studio, located in the basement of an ancient monastery and graveyard. As the hours drag on, Bolton shows no signs of getting started (he says he is waiting), and the Interviewer finally leaves. Filming himself as he walks out of the graveyard, the Interviewer spots two ghostly women (one with zebra stripes running up her leg) moving towards him. The camera falls to the ground, and the film closes on Bolton's latest work: a pale woman, with zebra stripes running up her leg, feasting on human flesh.