This may take us out of the normal safe and respectable confines of DGJ .... forgive. The only saving grace of the movie "The Shooting Party" is the presence of the luminous Dorothy Tutin in the cast list.
As a little boy (13?) we were taken on a school trip from The Oratory School in Birmingham to see "The Merchant of Venice" at the Royal Shakespeare Memorial Theatre in Stratford where she was playing Portia to Peter O'Toole's Shylock. I spent the entire evening staring down Ms Tutin's cleavage through a pair or those opera glass thingies that were clipped to the back of the seats in front. You had to put in a sixpence piece to release them.
This I then considered, and still do, was the best sixpence I ever spent; it was a life changing experience.
Some years later I was having a drink in the "Mucky Duck" in Stratford when Ms Tutin walked in on O'Toole's arm. The entire pub just dropped into silence; she was a woman of heart stopping beauty, utterly bewitching.
Pray continue whilst I get my breath back.
Eug