Clockwork Orange – Anthony Burgess
I was perusing the latest copy of The Spectator (29th September,
it arrives in Muscat a week late) and was fascinated to
see that it is the 50th Anniversary of ‘A Clockwork Orange‘.
As a youngster, growing up in South Africa, I remember the
Stanley Kubrick 1972 movie was banned (as were most
things in the Apartheid Era).
When I did get to see the movie, as an adult,
the sheer brutality was disturbing and shocking!
I still think of Malcom McDowell‘s bowler hat,
false eyelash and malevolent stare!
Roger Lewis, in The Spectator, writes a great article
where he describes Burgess as “rollicking, he was
shameless and he was a self-invention”.
Anthony Burgess, the pen-name of a former Branbury
schoolteacher called John Wilson was “a nervous
chap who for a staff-pupil cricket match wore a
tweed jacket and bowled underarm.”
Lewis writes that “though Burgess claimed to live as a
tax exile in Monte Carlo, whenever I met
John Wilson he was staying in
Twickenham and drawing his old-age pension.
He had odd ideas about money.
If a newspaper commissioned an article,
payment had to be made in cash,
the brown envelope left at the reception
desk of a hotel in Grosvenor Square. If pressed,
he maintained that he mostly lived
in a Bedford Dormobile.
His plan was to criss-cross national boundaries
to avoid residency restrictions for tax purposes.”
In its day the movie version was an outrage,
particularly the rape-scene . . .
nowadays turn on the TV and scenes like this are the norm!!