Yes I know. We only just did "F". But it's my blog and I'll do what I want to.
Withnail and I is certainly one of my top five movies. Why? Because it is about me. Sounds a bit self-centred, and is self-centered. It's about how I remember the end of the sixties. The characters were people I knew, people I mixed with. They behaved like that and did those things.
I knew druggies like Danny. I got propositioned by people like Monty. I had a future - some like Withnail's and some like Marwood's future. But it was my future. We got pissed on cheap booze. We took bad drugs. And we did daft things. And we talked utter bollocks most of the time.
I don't know how it plays to people who were not there, but to me it is like a tape of me in 1970. Every last frame. Notice there are no women in it. Strange, but true.
I never managed a Camberwell Carrot, but I suppose one day I might try. Withnail is hysterically funny to me. I can watch it over and over and still giggle.
By one of those strange quirks of fate, entirely unrelated to the film, I know the lady that makes the Withnail costumes - the coat costs over five hundred quid if you want one.
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