From one of our most celebrated film critics and historians now
comes a beautifully written memoir about his first eighteen years,
growing up as an only child in south London in the midforties and
late fifties. Told with elegance and restraint, partly from the
point of view of a child, partly from that of an adult, it is the
story of a lonely, stammering boy cared for by a matriarchy of his
mother, grandmother, and an upstairs tenant, Miss Davis, to... more...