I’m sure I won’t be alone when I declare that I tend to judge a book by its cover. In most cases, a beautifully designed book cover will always win me over – sometimes blinding me to the shoddy content hidden within. With this in mind, it’s hardly surprising that I find the cheeky and erotic illustrated covers of French pulp fiction extremely enticing, and some of the best designs have been collected in one place: French Book Covers. Collated by an anonymous French bookseller, and envisioned as an “ideal virtual library”, the blog celebrates the saucy femme fatales, world-weary gangsters, surrealist imagery and strange oddities that have graced the covers of French books published predominantly in the post-World War II period. C’est super fantastique!
A huge thanks to Andrew for bringing the blog to my attention.