The high-contrast black and white photos of war photographer, Don McCullin, are familiar to many who read The Observer and The Sunday Times of the 70s and 80s. Stark, high-contrast black and white images of conflict from across the world, always imbued with his sense of questioning humanity.
McCullin appears throughout the film in excerpts from an interview by film makers David and Jacqui – mostly in voiceover, narrating his infamous reportage, sometimes seen in his cottage, or roaming the snow-covered hills of the Somerset countryside. It’s a glimpse of a reclusive soul who admits to a guilty addiction of war.
There are magazine interviews which cover his experiences in much greater detail, but this is a good film to introduce those unfamiliar with his work – and I’ll never tire of hearing from his understatement and modesty. I just wish the interior footage of him rifling through his favourite prints was shot more professionally – weaving handhold medium-shots with focus rocking back and forward are just a little sloppy. Stick it on a tripod.