“I was reminded of Hitchcock’s boast that his films were not slices of life but slices of cake.” JACKSON CAINES explains.
“Devastating black and white images of humanity’s most shameful moments… I didn’t shed a tear throughout 157 bombastic minutes of Les Misérables. Yet when the lights came up at the end of McCullin, there wasn’t a dry eye in the house.” This is real cinema, writes JACKSON CAINES.