Woof is flirtatious and bossy, while Morton looks sad, as well she might. Roache wrestles bravely with the creative spirit, as Hannah wafts through rooms like a bad smell. At another, the white plume of a jet plane crosses the sky. At one moment, Sam is struggling with an oil slick. Once drugs enter the scene, he's off on hallucinatory voyages of visual discovery. Is this an advertisement for opium, or what? William has written nothing and drunk nothing. He writes and writes until, next morning, amid a pile of finished pages, he lies exhausted. They sit down in the evening opposite each other, quills poised. He would do the first chapter, William the second and they would collaborate on the third. Sam persuades William to write a novella together. A watchable but silly biopic melodrama about the relationship between fellow romantic poets Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Linus Roache) and William Wordsworth (John. That's squirmy enough, but there's worse. "Perhaps cloud would be better, William," Dorothy suggests. William has permanent writer's block until Dorothy spends a night with him and next morning he's striding across the hills in full flow. When an old friend compliments her chest measurements at dinner one evening, everyone at the table toasts "Breast feeding!" Sara (Samantha Morton), Sam's wife, does the washing and cleaning and cooking and mothering. Dorothy is a sexpot, with enough energy and enthusiasm to light both their fires. Sam (Linus Roache) rushes about in a mad frenzy of excitement, tossing off ideas and phrases, blind to the practicalities of life. William is a dour fellow, with no personality whatsoever. His sister, Dorothy (Emily Woof), speaks broad Cumbrian. William (John Hannah) has a Scots accent. At one point, during a meeting in his lodgings, Coleridge rebukes the rowdy scribblers with "You'll wake Citizen Baby", meaning his six-month-old son. According to scriptwriter Frank Cottrell Boyce, they were pals years before in London, when young radicals wrote pamphlets on secret printing presses in support of the French Revolution. Coleridge didn't meet Wordsworth until 1797, when he was living in Somerset. The facts are twisted out of recognition. Supposedly about the friendship between Samuel Taylor Coleridge and William Wordsworth during the waning years of the 18th century, when together they laid the foundations of English Romanticism with their joint work, Lyrical Ballads, the film turns William into a villain and Sam into a drug-crazed loony. A heist movie about three groups of thieves who independently plan to rob the same bank on the same day, which causes no end of pandemonium and confusion. At the end, when the credits roll, the director is named as Julien Temple, the man who delivered the coup-de-grace to Goldcrest, the British studio that won Oscars for Chariots Of Fire and Gandhi, with Absolute Beginners 15 years ago. For most of this historical travesty, you think Ken Russell has been let out of the asylum.
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