Lord Glenconner, a Scot, once owned Mustique, a verdant island in the Caribbean. He lives in St. Lucia with wife Lady Anne Coke (herself an Earl's daughter and lady-in-waiting to Princess ...
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Lord Glenconner, a Scot, once owned Mustique, a verdant island in the Caribbean. He lives in St. Lucia with wife Lady Anne Coke (herself an Earl's daughter and lady-in-waiting to Princess Margaret) and their sole surviving son, Christopher, disabled by an accident. Glenconner visits Mustique, explores old haunts, and prepares an outdoor lunch for the Princess. He gets on with his wife; he's charming, irritable, waspish, a snob. With Margaret, he's unctuous and outrageously ribald. It's up close and personal with this aging, white-robed, old-moneyed European amongst Black workers and nouveau riche Americans. A portrait emerges of the rich against the backdrop of third-world paradise. Written by
Witness the most self-absorbed guy on earth (aside from the viewer)
I generally need to like the main character of this sort of documentary in order to be drawn into it. This is not the case with the Man Who Bought Mustique, the story of an English Lord who buys an island and parties with the jet set of the 70s on it. But a year after seeing this film its effects are still with me. The Lord is, most would probably agree, a jerk. He's so popmpous that he thinks he's the director of the film, which the filmmakers are wise to let him believe, giving them wonderful access. They capture the many facets of this man, to our delight and guilt-free laughter. Yet it is his uniqueness in this world is what lure us in deeper. Could it be that we're not so different from him after all?
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