I think the best way to describe Malcolm McDowell’s Michael Travis is that he has no guile. Oh he’ll certainly take opportunities that are presented to him and has occasional lofty aspirations but mostly he’ll go with the flow and wherever that takes him, whether is P.A. to Sir James or volunteering for some medical experiments to selling coffee or giving soup to the poor….

och that East End accent, I’m having to strain my ears to understand what she’s saying

Morning rooftop champagne with Helen Mirren in 1973 London? I’m in.

I was not expecting the adult breastfeeding scene.

So after escaping from the military complex (which blew up due to a mishap) he shambles along until he finds a church with food offerings for God. The lady there ( I think she’s the Vicar’s Wife) tells him it’s God’s food and offers her breast for nourishment (“Oh you’re just a boy!”). He is then fully nourished and sent on his way.

Actors have multiple roles in this film so I’m pretty sure she’s the same one he was fornicating with earlier in the movie, the sort of hostel housekeeper/companion.

Hmm whereas in Northern England he was treated to burlesque houses and housekeepers in his bed in Scotland he accidentally stumbles on a military facility with Space Stuff, interrogation and torture. Shoulda stayed in England.