young patrick, ky and i ventured blindly down to elephant and castle yesterday. we bravely tackled the insane double round-a-bout and nonsensical subway system all for the great reward of the stanley kubrick archives.
out of so much (too much) information, i chose to look at a rough draft of nabokov's script for lolita, with kubrick's markings and pages and pages of notes. it was wonderful to see. so different from the finished product. and a reconfirmation of the genius of both men (but especially nabokov).
an example :
(stage directions) As if on cue, Quilty appears, crawling, blood-splattered, at the head of the stairs and subsides forever in a purple heap.