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Matt Smith | ... | ||
Imogen Poots | ... |
Jean Ross
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Lindsay Duncan | ... |
Kathleen Isherwood
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Perry Millward | ... |
Richard Isherwood
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Toby Jones | ... |
Gerald Hamilton
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Pip Carter | ... | |
Alexander Dreymon | ... |
Caspar
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Faolan Morgan | ... |
Pieps
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Issy Van Randwyck | ... |
Frl. Thurau
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Clare Louise Connolly | ... |
Frl. Schmidt
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Maggie Hayes | ... |
Frl. Mayr
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Iddo Goldberg | ... |
Wilfrid Landauer
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Will Kemp | ... |
Bobby Gilbert
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Douglas Booth | ... | ||
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Gertrude Thoma | ... |
Fr. Neddermayer
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In 1931 budding author Christopher Isherwood goes to Berlin at the invitation of his friend W. H. Auden for the gay sex that abounds in the city. Whilst working as an English teacher his housemates include bewigged old queen Gerald Hamilton and would-be actress Jean Ross, who sings tunelessly in a seedy cabaret club. They and others he meets get put into his stories. After a fling with sexy rent boy Caspar, he falls for street sweeper Heinz, paying medical bills for the boy's sickly mother, to the disapproval of her other son, Nazi Gerhardt. With Fascism rapidly rising Christopher returns to London with Heinz but is unable to prevent his return to Germany when his visa expires. Years later Christopher, now a successful writer, returns to Berlin for a final meeting with Heinz, now married with children. Written by don @ minifie-1
This film if you can even call it is an insult to the work and life of Christopher Isherwood, it's pompous, vulgar and ugly where Isherwood work was subtle, classy, distinguish but still modern and decadent .
The film takes liberty with his life and history that is odious, the acting except for Inoggen Peotts is disastrous, that Guy from Dr Who is trying hard to be an English gentlemen, but he's just excruciatingly irritating to the point you want to slap him in the face, he's cocky and pedantic something Isherwood was certainly not.
The camera work is pretty ugly, interesting angles sometimes, but the grain of the photography is horrible
The mise en scene is utterly disgusting and the narrative is insulting to the intelligence of the spectator, you don't need to underline everything in red, we got the message the first time.
Next time someone does a film on Isherwood please watch A Single Man, interviews of the man himself, and Cabaret
This so UN clever and clearly cheaply made , made for people with a low QI whose only idea of homosexuality is GAY and Comptons in Soho, pathetic