‘Little Malcolm and His Struggle Against The Eunuchs’
“I’m a walking seismograph of sensual innuendo.”
So I think I have a new candidate for “Favourite Script in a British Movie” because ‘Little Malcolm and His Struggle Against The Eunuchs’ is one of the funniest, wittiest, sharply written films I’ve seen in a long time.
Playing almost like a cross between ‘Citizen Smith’ and ‘Withnail and I’, John Hurt is Malcolm, a young student who has just been kicked out of art school for an unspecified reason. Like a certain other art-school drop out before him he channels his anger and frustration by creating a political party — The Party of Dynamic Erection’ — and like all revolutionary parties they start looking for a way to make an impact on the world and, ultimately, to take it over. But will the party tear itself apart before global domination can be achieved?
‘Little Malcolm’ does the style of comedy writing that I love almost more than any other — ridiculously verbose, pretentious, overly erudite pontification and verbal histrionics. The “intellectual” debates that Malcolm (Hurt) and his fellow party member Dennis Nipple (played by a show stealing David Warner) are spectacularly funny. This film contains monologues and dialogue exchanges up there with ‘Network’. And the more pretentious and verbose they get the funnier they become.
There is a fantastic scene between Hurt and Warner where they get into an intense political argument about perception and corduroy jackets. The writing and the performances are just utterly sublime and funny as hell. This might be a British movie about angry young men but it is more Peter Cook than Sillitoe and is more fantasy than realism.
If you are interested in political theater, brilliantly written comedy, razor sharp dialogue or intellectual vanity then I urge you to check out ‘Little Malcolm and His Struggle Against The Eunuchs’. It’s up there with ‘Withnail and I’, easily.