Like the diminishing number of feral cats he regularly feeds, Taylor Mead is a loner, enjoying the freedom that inexpensive living can bring. From the dirt on his fridge and the cockroaches in his apartment to memories of acting with Al Pacino, we savour, with the aid of old home movies, videos and film clips, the remarkable life of a man who has tasted luxury and low-life.
This poignant gem is an enjoyable peek at the life of a man who turned his back on a rich family to indulge in his love of acting, bohemianism and counter-culture.
It’s worth seeing for the extracts from the low-budget, avant-garde films of the late ’50s and early ’60s and a revealing view of the nature of Andy Warhol, not to mention the dangers and rewards of being homosexual and the frustration of wanting to be in drag but never having the courage . CZ
