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A review by yonyorklad
Blade Runners, Deer Hunters and Blowing the Bloody Doors Off: My Life in Cult Movies by Michael Deeley, Michael Deeley
2.0
Almost impossibly dull, with incredibly specific details on production costs and payment disputes that dried my eyes out. I took this as a holiday read, man.
Does have some vaguely interesting anecdotes about the films mentioned in the title, and starts strong with his history of working in British cinema in the 50s, but, for the most part, the book comes down to, “I got on with this chap because he said I was brilliant - I say HE’S brilliant” or “This guy was horrible to work with, didn’t respect my genius, and called me a prick - I say HE’S a prick”.
Does have some vaguely interesting anecdotes about the films mentioned in the title, and starts strong with his history of working in British cinema in the 50s, but, for the most part, the book comes down to, “I got on with this chap because he said I was brilliant - I say HE’S brilliant” or “This guy was horrible to work with, didn’t respect my genius, and called me a prick - I say HE’S a prick”.