Ric Shepheard was the great love of my life. When I first met him – back in 1995 – after a weekend of mind-blowing sex he chipped in, “Hey, do you want to come see my film being premièred at the Lesbian & Gay Film Festival next weekend?”. Shallow as I am, I was in love.
As it turned out, it was probably the 2nd best film on the roster. Most of them were awful, and the one that was better was made by the daughter of someone high up in Channel 4, so no shortage of help from Daddy or shoestring budget. Even having seen it, I was still in love.
Ric’s own relationship with the film was conflicted. Funding it with housing benefit fraud, it nearly sent him to prison. It was not the breakthrough he craved, and he considered his career as a film-maker over (unless you include the promotion short ‘AOL Dogs‘…) When he left AOL, I got the Design Dept to produce a full movie poster for it, and he was furious.
Anyway, from a crappy VHS transfer, here it is. If I ever get a chance to get my hands on an improved copy, I’ll post it here.