Size Matters Not: The Extraordinary Life and Career of Warwick Davis [Hardcover]

‘Lively autobiography. In the ways that really count, he is a giant’ (Daily Mail )

‘A must for film fans’ (News of the World )

‘A hugely entertaining memoir’ (Yorkshire Post )

‘Davis’ showbiz anecdotes entertain, and his more personal family tales are sincerely moving. Great on-set photos too.’ Four stars **** (Empire )

Hi! Believe it or not, I’m a world famous actor. No really, I am. Hey! Don’t put the book back! Let me explain . . . You may not recognise my name – or my face for that matter – but it’s very likely you’ve seen me at work. I’ve managed to cram quite a bit into my thirty-year acting career. In fact I’ve helped put more bums on cinema seats than Will Smith or Tom Hanks. Who else can say that they’ve helped destroy a Death Star? Defeated an evil sorceress? Taught magic to Harry Potter? Become a Jedi Master? Reluctantly hitchhiked across the galaxy in search of the answer to the Ultimate Question? Or embarked (six times, no less) on a psychotic killing spree as a gold-obsessed leprechaun? I’ve also performed in a jazz club with the late, great Ray Charles, been kicked in the head by Ricky Gervais (twenty-three times) and have successfully navigated the Peterborough one-way system on more than one occasion. You may also have noticed that, at three-foot-six, I am ever so slightly below average height. My genes are arranged in a vaguely peculiar manner, which means I have a disorder that no one can pronounce (spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia congenita – go on, try!) and very few people understand. This has thrown up its own trials and tribulations – particularly when my wife and I tried to start a family – but also in an everyday kind of way – surviving a supermarket shopping trip, getting into fights with drunks, that sort of thing. So, without further preamble – except to add that George Lucas, Carrie Fisher, Val Kilmer, Ron Howard, Ricky Gervais (amongst others) have chipped in – I urge you, discerning reader, to read on and discover what life is like when it really is too short. At the very least, George Lucas will finally explain why there really is no underwear in space – and who wouldn’t want to know that? Warwick A. Davis made his screen debut as Wicket the Ewok in 1983’s Return of the Jedi. His extremely rare condition has led to a career as the world’s leading little actor. He also runs Willow Management, an agency representing actors below five feet and above seven, and lives in Peterborough with his wife, Sam and their two children, Annabel and Harrison. www.warwickdavis.co.uk

Hi! Believe it or not, I′m a world–famous actor. No really, I am. Hey! Don′t put the book back! Let me explain . . .

You may not recognize my name—or my face for that matter—but it′s very likely you′ve seen me at work. I′ve managed to cram quite a bit into my thirty–year acting career. In fact, I′ve helped put more backsides on cinema seats than Will Smith or Tom Hanks.

Who else can say that they′ve helped destroy a Death Star? Defeated an evil sorceress? Taught magic to Harry Potter? Became a Jedi Master? Reluctantly hitchhiked across the galaxy in search of the answer to the Ultimate Question? Or embarked (six times, no less) on a psychotic killing spree as a gold–obsessed leprechaun? I′ve also performed in a jazz club with the late, great Ray Charles and been kicked in the head (twenty–three times) by Ricky Gervais, who has also asked me to play a fictionalized version of myself on the sitcom Life′s Too Short.

You may also have noticed that, at three–foot–six, I am ever so slightly below average height. My genes are arranged in a vaguely peculiar manner, which means I have a disorder that no one can pronounce (spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia congenita—go on, try!) and very few people understand. This comes with its own trials and tribulations—particularly when my wife and I tried to start a family—but also in an everyday kind of way—surviving a supermarket shopping trip, getting into fights with drunks, that sort of thing.

So, without further preamble—except to add that George Lucas, Carrie Fisher, Val Kilmer, Ron Howard, Ricky Gervais (amongst others) have chipped in—I urge you, discerning reader, to read on and discover what life is like when it really is too short. At the very least, George Lucas will finally explain why there really is no underwear in space—and who wouldn′t want to know that? --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Warwick Davis made his screen debut as Wicket the Ewok in 1983’s Return of the Jedi. His extremely rare condition has led to a career as the world’s leading short actor. He is the star of the Life’s Too Short series on the BBC with Ricky Gervais, and played the parts of Professor Flitwick and Griphook in the Harry Potter films. He also runs Willow Personal Management, an agency representing actors below five feet and above seven in height. He lives in Peterborough with his wife, Sam, and their two children, Annabelle and Harrison.