Nigel Kneale

Thinking about the smooth and the rough, about the digital and the analogue and cutting things up has sent me down a Nigel Kneale route. Here’s a link to The Stone Tape (1972) – everyone raves but it’s too overwrought for me, and I like a bit of Bronte, as you know.

Here’s a link to a BBC Timeshift on Kneale – worth it for the homemade alien hands alone. And I would have loved to have seen the lost play The Road (text below).

And last but of course never ever least is personal fav. Leonard Rossiter in The Year of the Sex Olympics (1968). I once painted the back of a leather jacket with a portrait of Rossiter. Off to look it out…