Gothic (1987)
Country: GB
Technical: col 90m
Director: Ken Russell
Cast: Gabriel Byrne, Julien Sands, Natasha Richardson, Timothy Spall
Synopsis:
Byron, the Shelleys and others gather at a villa by Lake Geneva to exchange ghost stories and generally plumb the depths of their fantasies and neuroses.
Review:
The idea that artistic creation is a self-persecuting activity practised by the self-absorbed is, it is hinted, spun into parable form by Mary Shelley as Frankenstein, as a direct result of the night's experiences depicted in the film. And what more apt filmmaker than Russell to realise such a notion! The film moves at a frenetic pace, sped along by the editing and Thomas Dolby's sub-Poltergeistian score. The cast camps it up a notch or two, with the exception of Richardson, who looks as bemused as her mother did in The Devils by the proceedings.
Country: GB
Technical: col 90m
Director: Ken Russell
Cast: Gabriel Byrne, Julien Sands, Natasha Richardson, Timothy Spall
Synopsis:
Byron, the Shelleys and others gather at a villa by Lake Geneva to exchange ghost stories and generally plumb the depths of their fantasies and neuroses.
Review:
The idea that artistic creation is a self-persecuting activity practised by the self-absorbed is, it is hinted, spun into parable form by Mary Shelley as Frankenstein, as a direct result of the night's experiences depicted in the film. And what more apt filmmaker than Russell to realise such a notion! The film moves at a frenetic pace, sped along by the editing and Thomas Dolby's sub-Poltergeistian score. The cast camps it up a notch or two, with the exception of Richardson, who looks as bemused as her mother did in The Devils by the proceedings.
Country: GB
Technical: col 90m
Director: Ken Russell
Cast: Gabriel Byrne, Julien Sands, Natasha Richardson, Timothy Spall
Synopsis:
Byron, the Shelleys and others gather at a villa by Lake Geneva to exchange ghost stories and generally plumb the depths of their fantasies and neuroses.
Review:
The idea that artistic creation is a self-persecuting activity practised by the self-absorbed is, it is hinted, spun into parable form by Mary Shelley as Frankenstein, as a direct result of the night's experiences depicted in the film. And what more apt filmmaker than Russell to realise such a notion! The film moves at a frenetic pace, sped along by the editing and Thomas Dolby's sub-Poltergeistian score. The cast camps it up a notch or two, with the exception of Richardson, who looks as bemused as her mother did in The Devils by the proceedings.