

::selection{background:#EAB308;color:#000;} The first thing that strikes you about Rob Roy is how it refuses to behave like a museum relic. Instead of the polite curtsying you might expect from a 1922 British silent, the film lunges at you with dirk drawn, its narrative sinews as tight as a war-pipe stretched across h...


Comparing the cinematic DNA and archive impact of two defining moments in cult history.

W.P. Kellino

Perry N. Vekroff
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" ::selection{background:#EAB308;color:#000;} The first thing that strikes you about Rob Roy is how it refuses to behave like a museum relic. Instead of the polite curtsying you might expect from a 1922 British silent, the film lunges at you with dirk drawn, its narrative sinews as tight as a war-pipe stretched across history’s drum. Director A.E. Coleby and scenarist Alice Ramsey hack away the polite diction of Sir Walter Scott’s prose and leave only the marrow: pride, lust, land, blood. Wallace..."
David Hawthorne
Alice Ramsey
United Kingdom

