. . . So what are his other films like? More nunsploitation? Less archaeology?
Actually, in some cases...yes.
Russell's probably best-known for either his adaptations of D.H. Lawrence books like Sons & Lovers and The Rainbow, his direction of the Who's rock opera Tommy, or his strange-ass biography of Franz Liszt starring Roger Daltrey (Lizstomania). My personal favourite films of his are Worm..., The Devils (an adaptation of Huxsley's The Devils of Loudon which casts Oliver Reed as the sexy priest and Vanessa Redgrave as the "possessed" Mother Superior--it was banned almost everywhere, forever losing two scenes that put Haxan to shame [the "rape of Christ" sequence, in which nuns sexually abuse a giant crucifix, and the coda in which Redgrave uses one of Reed's bones as a dildo]) and Gothic, the weirdest version of the Byron/Shelley/Mary Shelley/Clair Claremont/Doctor Polidori holiday menage you'll ever see. Might'v been based on Bloody Poetry, but...maybe not.
Um, so--basically, Russell is like the British Alejandro Jodorowsky, except for the fact that he was briefly far more popular than Jodorowsky has ever been, and therefore got stuck halfway ina nd halfway out of the Hollywood machine. "Visionary", in that very particular male way. On good days I look at his fuckery and say: "Oh, YOU", and want to pinch his little cheeks. On bad days, I wonder what the fuck the guy's damage is, but I must admit, I'm not interested/arsed enough to find out.;)
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Actually, in some cases...yes.
Russell's probably best-known for either his adaptations of D.H. Lawrence books like Sons & Lovers and The Rainbow, his direction of the Who's rock opera Tommy, or his strange-ass biography of Franz Liszt starring Roger Daltrey (Lizstomania). My personal favourite films of his are Worm..., The Devils (an adaptation of Huxsley's The Devils of Loudon which casts Oliver Reed as the sexy priest and Vanessa Redgrave as the "possessed" Mother Superior--it was banned almost everywhere, forever losing two scenes that put Haxan to shame [the "rape of Christ" sequence, in which nuns sexually abuse a giant crucifix, and the coda in which Redgrave uses one of Reed's bones as a dildo]) and Gothic, the weirdest version of the Byron/Shelley/Mary Shelley/Clair Claremont/Doctor Polidori holiday menage you'll ever see. Might'v been based on Bloody Poetry, but...maybe not.
Um, so--basically, Russell is like the British Alejandro Jodorowsky, except for the fact that he was briefly far more popular than Jodorowsky has ever been, and therefore got stuck halfway ina nd halfway out of the Hollywood machine. "Visionary", in that very particular male way. On good days I look at his fuckery and say: "Oh, YOU", and want to pinch his little cheeks. On bad days, I wonder what the fuck the guy's damage is, but I must admit, I'm not interested/arsed enough to find out.;)