Jubilee

Jubilee may not be a very good film. But the fact that it exists at all is a kind of justification in the present circumstances.

It would be easy to dismiss Jubilee as being an opportunistic mess but, with auteurs like Jarman, the default presumption is that everything onscreen is intentional and everything has some kind of meaning.

One of the more bleak but imaginative nihilist films to come out of England in the 1970s.

Flawed but fascinating, deliriously self-indulgent and perverse, it's the cinematic equivalent of having a mouthful of bile gobbed in your eye.