It's an assault on the senses really - in those amazing scenes of supposedly 'overheard' bits of dialogue you have to catch both the tremendous humour of the writing (Charles Wood - 'Glad I'm on me last left leg') and the very great skill in which Tony Gibbs puts the material together, the dazzling photography and the amazing music, the performances, Swinging London - this film is a bit like an acid trip, and seems permeated by sixties fuelled sensibilities.
It won the Palme D'Or at Cannes. It's exhausting.
Acid, I'm telling you |
It was David Watkin's feature debut!
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