Yes, Cuddly Ken Russell tackles the life of yet another Great Artist (though here it’s some sculptor we’ve never heard of, and we’ve got O-levels in Divinity and stuff) who conveniently found plenty of time between creative bursts to fit in the requisite Lashings of Shagging. We like the way Ken’s film company was called Russ-Arts, thus inadvertently suggesting both some kind of On the Buses rough innuendo and the involvement of the erstwhile star of September Song.
