AS I tramp up the narrow wooded path to his thatched cottage deep in the New
Forest, film director Ken Russell is waiting for me in the spring sunlight,
leaning nonchalantly against the five-bar front gate.
Dressed all in black, he cuts a striking figure with his ruddy face crowned by
a semi-feral mass of white hair. He looks like the wild man of the woods, but
perhaps this is just a façade, a role he is acting out during his autumn years
amid the ancient copses and nooks of this arboreal film set. My encounter with
the 78-year-old film director promises to be as bizarre as one of his
scripts."
Voir ses photographies cinglantes de la jeunesse londonienne des années 50 ici