Adrift in Soho

This film is a clumsy, ugly adaptation of a beautiful, vivacious book. The story and characters, Soho circa late 1950's, are infinitely cinematic on the page of Colin Wilson's book yet paradoxically this film is devoid of any discernible atmosphere and the story is delivered with absolutely no performance value, the cast are possibly the most inept ensemble ever seen. The cause of Free Cinema is hitched to the narrative, it seems the director misconstrues this as a license to make a bad film, which is exactly what this sprawling, inarticulate mess is.