I couldn’t help thinking of Melody during this for some reason. There’s something terrifically quirky about its treatment of what amounts to a slightly feeble Lolita story that’s kind of irresistible from the off, the stuff at the start pondering the pornography Charles Bronson’s character writes over a relatively upper class breakfast table (“Why do some of the boys have a capital F by their name?” “A CAPITAL F?!?!”) The matter-of-fact reveal of Lola’s relationship with Scott is actually at first kind of shocking, the way she jumps on him in their first scene together; but there’s something about the approach to it and Lola’s kinda uncontroversial age that quickly strips away anything salacious that one might come to the movie expecting – at it’s worst it’s still closer to St. Trinian’s than Nabokov … the acceptable face of hebephilia, which kinda isn’t that shocking in today’s climate let alone the late Sixties lol.

The music and clothes are all worth watching the movie for, though, and Susan George is kind of like a cross between Sue Lyon’s Lo and Hayley Mills (with a dash of the aforementioned Melody, Tracy Hyde, perhaps a few years later). It’s a cute movie for the most part, and it genuinely caught me off guard towards the end as Lola ponders, “is this the end for us?” and finally “divorces” Scott. It’s another obscure title I’m glad I got to see and took the time to watch.

Tags: author, British, cuties, Lolita

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