| John Quentin | ... | (voice) | |
| Nigel Terry | ... | (voice) | |
| Derek Jarman | ... | (voice) | |
| Tilda Swinton | ... | (voice) |
Directed by | |||
| Derek Jarman | |||
Writing credits(in alphabetical order) | ||
| Derek Jarman | writer | |
Produced by | |||
| Takashi Asai | .... | producer | |
| David Lewis | .... | associate producer | |
| James Mackay | .... | producer | |
Original Music by | |||
| Simon Fisher-Turner | |||
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Sound Department | |||
| Marvin Black | .... | sound designer | |
| Markus Dravius | .... | sound recordist | |
| Paul Hamblin | .... | sound re-recordist | |
| Steve Hancock | .... | sound camera operator (uncredited) | |
Music Department | |||
| John Balance | .... | composer: additional music | |
| Peter Christopherson | .... | composer: additional music | |
Other crew | |||
| Angela Connealy | .... | production coordinator | |
| Phyll | .... | unspecified assistant | |
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There is nothing I can write here that hasn't been written before about this film. A masterpiece. A seemingly 'dull' film. A brave and courageous final farewell from a great man.
Art for Arts Sake? Ars Gratia Artis? No. Absolutely not. This is a film made by a dying man while practically on his deathbed. His sight robbed of him, what more could an experimental film-maker do?
A powerful script telling of his life ('I'm sitting in a cafe....'), the things around him (the cyclist who nearly knocks him over to then hurl abuse at him), his lifestyle (I am a cock sucking straight acting lesbian man, I am a not-gay).
Jarman's Voice Over is the most provocative text about one's own death I know of. Of course, he knew he was dying. His doctors told him he was dying. He goes into graphic details of his medications, his symptoms, his pains. Never again can a film maker describe their own death in such a way, Jarman has done it and done it brilliantly.
The Blueness also plays a part. After a few minutes I felt angry, annoyed at having to stare at a screen of blue. I tried looking at the floor, closing my eyes, anything to avoid the blue. But I kept looking back.
A Masterpiece. Simple as that.