Summary
It is unimaginable now that British films of limited commercial appeal could matter that much to anyone; nothing less than unsimulated sex, as in the case of 9 Songs, will sell a UK picture that hasn't been bankrolled by Working Title. This phenomenally successful production company once backed Edward II, My Beautiful Laundrette and Wish You Were Here, but now bets on nothing riskier than Nanny McPhee, Pride and Prejudice and whatever emerges from Richard Curtis's printer.
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The Death of Art House
Nostalgia is not a feeling that the films of Derek Jarman ever seemed likely to engender. In its wit, vitality and, frequently, its pretentiousness, Jarman's work always seemed to address itself to the present. The years have done little to diminish this quality; watched today, the films are no museum pieces. Still, I must confess to feeling envious ...
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