Analysis Of O Lucky Man

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The very first film I would watch is also one of the greatest British movies ever made. Lindsay Anderson's 1973 mammoth allegory "O Lucky Man!" is a masterly blend of the funny, the lewd, the depressing and the surreal. What's even more amazing is that this immensely ambitious work is only the director's third feature film, the others being the appreciated 1963 film starring a young Richard Harris entitled "This Sporting Life, and the other, more prolific title being the subversive, anti authoritarian classic "If...."(1967). "O Lucky Man!" shares the director and star of the latter, Malcolm McDowell. "If...." was McDowell's feature film debut, in a starring role no less, proving a compelling anti hero, perfectly suiting the expectations of its context; late 1960s, when conventional practises were beginning to be rejected, and the hippie notion surged. Before "O Lucky Man!", McDowell had truly become a star, thanks to his iconic performance in Stanley Kubrick's disturbing and highly influential "A Clockwork Orange." Despite his fantastic performances in these previously mentioned films, McDowell in "O Lucky Man" gives a truly layered, nuanced, and puissant performance, perhaps because the original idea for the film was conceived by McDowell from his own experiences as a coffee salesman.

The first scene of the film is in silent/black and white, with McDowell revealed a south american who steals a coffee bean from a plantation and has his arms cut off. It's definitely something else. The entertainingly haphazard plot begins as everyman Mick Travis (McDowell) is working at a coffee company. He is assigned to sell coffee door to door in parts of northern Britain. He fails to sell more than a few bags. It is then when he begins his ody...

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...of the cinematic medium. It offers a multitudinous array of biting social satire, incredibly ambitious in its scope, targeting many of the issues that were most prevalent at this time. Like "If....", this is scathing, diverse social witticism and lampoonery of the upmost care and intelligence.

One of the many triumphs of Anderson's film is the performance of McDowell. He truly is a diversely talented actor; playing a despicable villain two years prior to this film, and then playing such a morally flawed, but innocent and wide eyed everyman; a breath of fresh air amongst a consumerist, capitalist western world and its flagitious populus Anderson so vividly comments on. A further admirable feat is its coherence as a singular work. At two minutes shy of three hours, Anderson crafts a tale that never bores in the slightest, one that only a born filmmaker could provide.

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