Love and Death off Long Island

“Leafing through some of Irene Dobson’s papers recently, I came across a 1998 review of The Daytrippers (1995), an American independent feature which, like so many of those little movies, seldom gets shown on British television these days and even more rarely written about. It was a lackluster review. It was not that Dobson didn’t like it; she did and wrote in glowing terms of the acting and the richly observed conceit which propels its day-long tapestry of familial dynamics and lovers’ betrayals. It was lackluster because, as she leant over and confessed to me that afternoon, she hadn’t actually seen the film before she reviewed it.” Read the new piece by Richard Armstrong now on Flickhead.