I was reminded of Moviedrome the other day whilst watching The Limey. "Here's a film" I thought "that would sit nicely in a Sunday night Moviedrome bill."
What, that terrible Mockney gangster film? Yes, that wonderfully stylistic revenge piece. If The Limey was a song then I'd only be able to comment on the lyrics. The actual film itself I'm completely wrapped up in like a Motown 45 unaware that there are drums, bass, tambourine, piano all playing separate parts. But Terrence Stamp is a Marvin Gaye vocal. The look. Harrington jacket, dark polo shirt, black 501s with turn ups and what may be brothel creepers or may be DM shoes. He's not very clever. An armed robber with at least three prison terms behind him, you can tell...
Just look at his walk.
Does he walk like a camel? It's no cock sure swagger, its the walk of a man who serves rather than commands. Everything you need to know about the character can be picked up in that walk.
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