Clockwork Orange (A)

The hype around this film is a perpetual reminder of the pseudo-intellectualism that infects the film industry...

If Kubrick hadn't withdrawn it from British distribution - it would have been lost in the mists of time...and quite rightly so - because, now, it is merely a dated monstrosity of a film.

It's like watching an overly long amalgamation of Monty Python & Carry On... - without the laughs.

The acting - by all - is more ripe than an over-hung ham - equally pungent and repugnant...and played against a backdrop of abhorrent synthesized Beethoven.

The satire rapidly becomes parody and deteriorates into the depths of pastiche and paltry pretension.

It is time to de-value this ego-driven, over-praised film.

So much from a director who claimed to love cinema - he closed London's [wonderful] La Scala in 1993 for showing his film...it was allowed to be shown everywhere else in the world.

If this Orange was made now - it would receive nothing but howling ridicule.

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