Sexy Night Spots of London #1
The Hip Bath Club.
“Mickey [Powell] was always very keen on Vernon Sewell, which I could never understand, because as far as I could see, Vernon didn’t have a brain in his head.” ~ Lawrie Knight.
Sewell (pronounced “Sill”) had an odd, long, uninteresting career. He bought a boat and built a studio in it (what a, er, great idea!). He lasted 39 years as a director, without doing anything genuinely important. His career fizzled out with horror movies like CURSE OF THE CRIMSON ALTAR (with its admirably stupid demonic s&m action — it’s the one with Barbara Steele in green body paint and horns), THE BLOOD BEAST TERROR (killer moth lady!) and BURKE AND HARE.
A MATTER OF CHOICE (1963) is co-written by Sewell’s Burke, actor Derren Nesbitt, and is a fairly contrived and uninteresting moral maze / moral morass, in which a disparate group of characters lie their way into trouble and can’t lie their way out. Most amusingly, a couple of extremely camp young posh boys unconvincingly try to hook up with “birds”, and wind up shoving a policeman in front of an oncoming car, and then battering the driver into a coma with a half brick. Ah, the perils of dating. We’ve all done it, haven’t we?
This is unquestionably the best image in the film:
And Sewell holds it for some time, relishing it.
Movie’s available on a double-bill disc with JUNGLE STREET, from Odeon Entertainment’s Best of British series. Very good pic quality, moderate films.