John Boorman's first feature touches on mid-60s themes: the commodification
of youth culture, the manipulative role of the 'media industry', the
all-pervasiveness of images and advertising, and the resulting sense of
alienation.
Early scenes of youthful energy (the Dave Clark Five running around parks, playing on
the rides) suggest a retread of A Hard Day's Night (d. Richard Lester, 1964),
but here the songs are non-diegetic. As stunt man Steve and model
Dinah are both in the 'image' business, they drive around
London in a E-type Jag to 'groovy' music, just as in the TV commercial 'Let's Go
With Shell!'
Uneasy with modelling, Dinah defaces her own poster image. After she and
Steve flee London in search of a rural Utopia, the film moves in unexpected
directions, becoming a journey/quest, but very different to that taken in Summer
Holiday (d. Peter Yates, 1963). This journey is more inward, as much spiritual
as physical, and its darker, melancholic vision is closer to another West
Country road movie, Radio On (d. Chris Petit, 1980).
The film plays with notions of illusion and reality as they encounter various
English types. Are the 'drop outs' (an early engagement with '60s
counter-culture) they meet on Salisbury Plain really actors playing
'subversives' to be rounded up in a military exercise? Are middle-aged
establishment types, married 'collectors' Guy and Nan, predatory/kinky (do they
'collect' young people)? But droll smoothie Robin Bailey as Guy is very funny,
whether spying through keyholes, interrupting Dinah's bath, or as a fancy dress
Frankenstein.
Shot on location, the film makes skilful use of symbols - Dartmoor ponies,
water, the tidal island - compare Cul-de-sac (d. Roman Polanski, 1966). The
snow-covered Devon landscape is contrasted with the ad agency in Manny Wynn's
crisp B/W images. Peter Nichols' screenplay taps into '60s anti-establishment
themes - a Utopian quest is destroyed by army and big business. But 'Utopia' is
an illusion - there is no 'island' or escape from the media's manipulative
influence; materialist Zissell 'walks' to the island. Dinah
says, "you arrived - but you missed the journey". Only romantics make 'the
journey', and are inevitably disillusioned: a bleak message.
The US title, Having a Wild Weekend, may have led audiences to expect a
Monkees-type romp, rather than a film that shifts into melancholy. It becomes a
critique of the vacuity of the opening images. For a 'pop' film, that is
radical.
Roger Philip Mellor
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