A review by mallaeus
Dancing Ledge by Derek Jarman

3.0

Probably my least favourite of his collected writings, although that says very little as he remains one of the artists I hold in the highest regard.
This is a surprisingly sexless recollection, although that's perhaps to be expected given his tumultuous relationship with his early sexuality. Still, Derek is Derek — still sharp, still disillusioned (even from a young age) by the stifling, tight lipped society which surrounded him.