“Çocuk güneşin resmini çizdi..Bir çift şaşkın göz.. Sevecen bir ağız.. Altın telli saçlar.. Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi… Ağ balık dolu.. Keyiflendi balıkçı.. Kıyıda tekir kedi.. Sabırsız bekler payını.. Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi… Küçük kızın düşünde.. Saygonlu robotlar..Ölüm saçıyor…‘Anne! diye bağırdı küçük kız.. ‘Anne kurtar beni!’.. Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi… Susayınca adam.. Bıraktı işini..Uzandı testiye.. Kana kana su içti..Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi… Demir parmaklıklar ardında..Göğe baktı bir mahkûm..‘Kuş olup uçmalı sevgilinin diyarına’… Diye geçirdi içinden.. Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi..Seni seviyorum… Seni seviyorum…Böyle yalın bir şey olmalı sevgi.” ….
Time for a new prompt: It’s getting cold outside and we thought it would be nice to warm things up a little with some Cocoa. So settle in under a blanket, by the fire, in front of the telly with a Christmas movie and pour yourself a cup of warm cocoa. Write a story, a one-shot, or a poem, perhaps draw a picture using cocoa as the theme. Chelsie is, of course, the center of our prompts, but feel free to incorporate other characters; the Crawley children are always favorites this time of year. If you haven’t participated, now is the time to join in. We look forward to each submission. Remember, tag @chelsie-promptsin the body of your Tumblr post so that we can be sure to reblog you.
Who - you might be forgiven for asking - is Alfred Lynch? A question I would have not been able to answer about a year ago. And then I got Manhunt (because it was finally on sale and it has Philip Madoc in it, but that’s another post) and there he was, being fucking amazing and totally unexpected. And then - as I do - I went hunting for all his things. How had I spent all those years watching british films and british telly and never seen him? (I had, of course, in tiny roles in films long ago with other, more immediate, faves).
Here’s the thing - say the words ‘irrepressible cockney’ to me and I might just hit you (no offence to irrepressible cockneys, it’s just not my scene). But - especially in some early 1960s films - that is exactly what he is. And he is fabulous. I can’t understand why he didn’t - like Tom Courtenay and Albert Finney and other kitchen-sink-boys-with-regional-accents - become a super well known actor. Because as well as that adorable ebullience, there’s a melancholy to him (partly it’s his face, etched with sadness even in his youth), and a vulnerability, even when he’s the cockiest thing on the screen. I don’t like comparing actors to each other, because they’re individual, and special on their own, but he reminds me so much - especially in the early days - of wee Gary Oldman, back when he was Joe Orton, or Rosencrantz.
He spent much of his career on the stage, and also semi-retired in the early 70s (there is much to glean in this lovely obit of him, not least that he once had a fling with Rudolf Nureyev) and so it’s hard to find stuff to watch, but when it is oh it’s a joy, whether it’s Shakespeare or Chekov or bit parts in Doctor Who or even - and this is a shock indeed - a good Michael Winner film.
Favourite Role: oh man it has to be Bill Pope, Dirk Bogarde’s adoring adorable boyfriend sidekick in The Password is Courage (1962) which is a very entertaining WW2 POW camp film. Alfie is so good, and soooo fucking adorbz, and it’s also great to see Dirk in a lighthearted-ish role that’s in a good film.
Another good place to start: Manhunt (1970) which was 26 weeks of destination telly about three people trying to get across Occupied France to safety. If I say it also has Philip Madoc and Robert Hardy as German officers, Peter Barkworth acting his socks off, many many amazing episodes where little happens but everyone is astonishing, and keeps your attention, then you might feel it’s worth the investment. Alfie is remarkable in it, and it’s a great piece of writing - adult, intricate, intelligent, clear-eyed and totally unsentimental. On a much lighter note (though still in WW2) On The Fiddle (1961) where Alfie is the cocky work-avoiding mastermind and Sean Connery is his big sweet-hearted dopey sidekick. It’s great fun, the two of them are ace together, and (like The Password is Courage) is pretty flippin’ slashy, which is a thing I very much like.