The Age of Aquarius was dawning. A radical, rebellious and sometimes illegal phenomenon was demanding attention - and getting it. Springing up everywhere, like a communal kick in the face to the Establishment, were 'alternative' or 'underground' newspapers proclaiming freedom and declaring war - freedom for a new generation of idealists, heroes and hippies;...
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"He’s dead. She’s dead. Him...him...her...him...they’re all dead." We we’re hunched over a glass-topped coffee table looking at a school photograph with my Uncle Earl. His Grade 11 class, he said. But I know he didn’t get beyond Grade 3 or 4. He speaks in clipped sentences. After...
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I heard the tinny strains of the marching song from Bridge Over the River Kwai and thought I heard Sir Alec Guinness flicking a speck of dust from his pin-neat uniform as he barked orders. But the voice I heard coming from the radio speaker in our ‘soft sleeper’ train compartment was not his.
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Nowhere Boy is playing in cinemas now and the critics are savaging it for not being accurate enough about Beatle leader John Lennon’s teenage years. The New Yorker claims that Richard Lester’s A Hard Day’s Night is a better film about the bands early days. I disagree. Nowhere Boy attempts to fill some gaps...
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