Yesterday I went to see the film Howl. Growing up I had been obsessed with the "Beat Generation". As much as I loved reading Kerouac's On the Road, it was really the lives of these characters I was most interested in. Sitting around cafes drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, reading poetry, listening to jazz, wearing any colour clothing as long as it was black. It all seemed very cool to me. A Beatnik I would love to have been.
So I was interested to find out more about the life of Allen Ginsberg, poet and friend of Jack Kerouac and Neal Cassady. The film was based on the poem Howl and how it was made famous by an obscenity lawsuit. Set around 1955, it was the styling of the film that kept me hooked, more so than the clever animation and even the storyline. These stills from the film are magnificent photographs in their own right.