Just because Allen Ginsberg loved his mother, it doesn’t make him gay, right? OK, he was gay, but please stop stereotyping people. I mean, here’s Daniel Radcliffe wearing a scarf. It doesn’t mean he’s attending Hogwarts Bleedin’ University, OK? OK?
Let’s be honest: no-one gives a moist, brown shit about the Beat Generation these days, but everyone knows the names of Ginsberg, Kerouac and Burroughs. Which is the only reason this film got made. They all knew a guy called Lucien Carr at Columbia University. Ginsberg (Radcliffe) fancied him. Carr was an extrovert character who catalysed the rejection of conventional poetic form, but he didn’t have much talent himself. Also, he was in denial about his sexuality. So somebody died.
This film has a good cast. I don’t rate Radcliffe as an actor, but this is his best role to date. I may have underestimated him. Kerouac and Burroughs are bit players, but it’s worth a look. 7/10
Released December 5, 2013.