“A Touch of Class at college. Film was OK, nothing brilliant though. Got off again avec Caitlin. Broke panelling”
Another movie night organised by the college coffee club. Time again to get the film projector out of storage and fiddle with it endlessly until we could get the celluloid to run through all the cranks and gears properly. When it worked it was great… when it didn’t the audience would invariably heckle.
As my 1975 review suggested “A Touch of Class” was an OK film. In retrospect – I’ve watched it several times since – it very much feels like a film borne of the seventies. A little bit morally bankrupt but not so bankrupt it would offend. Glenda Jackson & George Segal play the main protagonists, a pair of illicit lovers, in a a relatively snappy comedy. The first hour of the story is really laugh-out-loud stuff then it seems to trip over its own discarded underwear and gets too serious for its own good. Shame really because Glenda Jackson is her usual brilliant self and it’s maybe 30 minutes away from being considered a classic.
I don’t think “broke panelling” was some kind of euphemism for anything ‘smutty’, but who can tell after 35 years?