Last night I watched Performance – an avant-garde gangster film, set in the 60s, with Mick Jagger, James Fox, Anita Pallenberg and Michèle Breton.
It follows Chas (Fox) who works for east-end gangster Harry Flowers. He’s forced to go into hiding after upsetting Flowers and winds up in a Notting Hill hippie commune – an addition to the existing ménage à trois (Jagger, Pallenberg & Breton). He quickly adapts to the bohemian lifestyle.
Turner (Jagger) – a past-it rock star – owns the grand Notting Hill abode and indulges himself and two female companions in an opulent lifestyle, whilst vaguely writing music, and a book.
He allows Chas into his home, plies him with shrooms, dresses him up and SPOILER ALERT….
…winds up dead in a cupboard, covered in fantastically luminous red paint. Sorry – blood.
The best thing about this film – like all British films made in the 60s – is the accents. But the music, set and costumes are amazing too.