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Beaton himself was frustrated by his wide-ranging interests and abilities––as photographer, theatre and film designer, gifted diarist––and wondered whether he would have done better to concentrate on just one field, but Vreeland’s film makes it clear that our culture would have been far less fortunate if he had.
Using previously unseen footage and stills, and with excerpts from his diaries wittily narrated by Rupert Everett, you get a sense of Beaton as the furthest from “just an ordinary, anonymous person,” his lifelong fear. His world is one of utter fascination –– from his work for Vogue, as a photographer in World War II, to his relationship with the Royal Family and his alleged affair with Greta Garbo (her picture was discovered in his bedroom among those of two of his male lovers).
Cecil Beaton labored for much of his life under the terror that he might be considered ordinary. Yet ordinary was the last word anyone would think to apply. Gifted and successful as a photographer, writer and artist as well as a set and costume designer, Beaton, if anything, as he himself put it, ...