Withnail And I (and us)

If you've clicked on this entry, you're probably familiar with the first two characters which makes you one of us. If you're one of us, you might advise me not to threaten you with a dead fish, demand to know what's in my tool box, and/or be prone to go on holiday by mistake. And if you're not one of us, you are now extended an invitation to a delightful weekend in the country with...

"Withnail And I" - one of the great cult movies of all time.

So, you haven't seen it, perhaps haven't even heard of it. So what the hell is it all about? Set in the final months of the '60s, "Withnail And I" is the story of two out-of-work actors living in a dilapidated flat in Camden Town. Possessing "nothing that reasonable members of society demand as their rights," the pair - Withnail and the unnamed "I" (although some of "us" know him to be Peter Marwood) - spend their time collecting their government assistence checks, consuming copious amounts of alcohol, and getting turned down for cigar commercials. Everything changes when they take their well-worn Jag to the country to "rejuvinate" at the Crow Crag, a ramshackle cottage belonging to Withnail's Uncle Monty.

Written and directed by Bruce Robinson (who had earned an Oscar nomination for his screenplay for the movie "The Killing Fields"), "Withnail And I" was produced by Handmade Films, a production company owned by the late George Harrison. The cast is little more than Richard E. Grant and Paul McGann who play the title characters, and Richard Griffiths as Uncle Monty. Ralph Brown plays a smaller, but no less important role, as Danny the drug dealer (a character he reprised in "Wayne's World 2")

How has this small movie garnered such a following? Perhaps it is because it rings so true. Most people, particularly those just entering the "adult world" are likely to relate to the dire predicament in which Withnail and Marwood find themselves: no money, no women, and no prospects. Their banter, often - at least in Withnail's case - drunken, is wittily scathing, slyly profound and surprisingly poignant, and never cliche. There's also a wonderful soundtrack featuring music of the period as well as a heartbreakingly lovely original score.

At heart, it's a movie of friendship and those moments in life where friendships change. Perhaps the best review I have ever read regarding "Withnail And I" described it "as deep as you want it to be and as shallow as you need it to be."

So, you've been invited. If you care to join us, seek it out. You might soon find yourself yelling "Scrubbers!" at schoolgirls, pondering Jeff Wode stepping back into society and tossing his orb about, demanding cake and fine wine, or rolling a "Camberwell Carrot" (provided you have enough paper).

Now, I must leave. My thumbs have gone weird and I have to eat some sugar.

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