victoria

ladies and gentlemen, may i present the lovely and talented miss victoria russell. yes, she's the hauntingly beautiful daughter of ken russell. here she is portraying the faithful sally simpson in daddy's stellar production of 'tommy.' she plays the devoted fan who encountered a mean twish of fate after standing against her father's religion and her mother's plain wishes. i think she's beautiful, and does a neat job of making the Fable of the Smitten come to life. i often wonder what she's doing now. (raising a family, if i had to make a bet.) there was a time however, when she cheered in purple satin pants and a silver sequined cap, risking convention and everything else, to touch the hand of the man who turned her on.

frankly, no

that is the answer to little tommy's question concerning his mother's new mate, uncle frank : "did he fight in the war?" you can almost hear oliver reed's thick flat cockney accent answering with a smug and gruff, '...not bloody likely." this is a shot i never tried to snag before, but i'm surprisingly pleased with the way it turned out. i managed to get frank like, mid-sneer... and the colors in the child's bedroom still came through. i actually split the shot in half and tricked each side separately. but it worked, i think. what a great shot, ken. it says it all. you are the best... even after over a thousand screenings, it still gives me chills. literally.