Klaus Kinski Born October 18th 1926 Died 23rd November 1991.
It is a cliche that the line between madness and genius is a thin one, but Klaus Kinski proved it’s accuracy as far as actors are concerned. He actually spent some time incarcerated in an insane asylum, and he brought a similarly dark, mad, intensity to any role he took, no matter how crass and appalling the movie. And, it has to be admitted, there were plenty of those, thanks to an attitude to work best summed up as “Fuck the script, send me the cheque”.
However, despite possessing a filmography which went into three figures as long ago as 1972, there were still many highlights. Kinski’s tempestuous (to say the least) relationship with Werner Herzog provided a lot of these: ‘Fitzcarraldo’, ‘Woyzeck’, ‘Aguirre, Wrath of God’ and perhaps most notably of all, as ‘Nosferatu’ in the remake of F.W.Murnau’s 1922 classic Dracula rip-off.
His upbringing in Germany during the war – he was 12 when it broke out – must have had an effect on his mentality. In the last days of the Third Reich he deserted the army, was caught, sentenced to death, escaped and made his way to Allied lines. After the war he was a pimp for a while before becoming an actor, first on stage, gaining notoriety for his poetry readings. His first film was ‘Morituri’ in 1948 (his second, ‘Das Kalte Herz’, was directed by Paul Verhoeven, though presumably not the Paul Verhoeven!) and his intensity brought him to the attention of people like Fellini, Visconti and Pasolini, all of whom he turned down because they weren’t offering enough money. Only Werner Herzog managed to wheedle Kinski into acting for love – or at least, some strange, symbiotic hate-hate relationship:
“Herzog is a miserable, spiteful, envious, stingy, stinking, money-hungry, malicious, sadistic, insidious, backstabbing, blackmailing, cowardly person and a liar through and through”. This quote from Klaus is only the tip of the ice-berg. Also well known is the incident where Kinski threatened to shoot Herzog, which, since they were in the Amazon at the time, would have been an interesting concept. The exact facts of the case are rather more difficult to discover – Kinski claims that he had the only gun and it was Herzog who threatened him! Despite the sparks produced by the clashing of two great creative forces, it’s probably safe to say that Klaus Kinski did not like Werner Herzog and the feeling seemed to be mutual, as after the publication of Kinski’s autobiography, Herzog sued for libel.
He wasn’t the only one to do so – our beloved Nastassja wanted to take her own father to court for libel, after certain comments that their relationship had been very close. Whether this is true or not will probably never be known. On the one hand, Klaus was a relentless womaniser, as three wives and an indeterminate number of more or less casual lays prove. On the other, his grip on reality never seemed to be too firm – overall, I’d probably be inclined to suggest, shall we say, that it would take someone with more moral control than Klaus possessed, to keep his hands off ‘Passion Flower Hotel’ era Nastassja!
His death has left the world of cinema a significantly less interesting place. Somehow, ‘Rest in Peace’ just doesn’t seem an appropriate epitaph…
[For much more on Klaus, you can now visit one of my other sites at klaus.kinski.us
Well, this time I’m aiming for a winge-free comics article… between issues, there’s been a crazy fortnight in California (see elsewhere for details) but it’s good to be back somewhere with history & plant-life. Big surprise comics-wise, was that the States isn’t that much better off that we are… okay, so there are more “dubious” comics on their shelves, but the good dubious stuff seems to find its way over here eventually, and the British small-press style comics (for suitably good examples, see Cosmorama, Over The Edge, and Behold the Hamster) don’t appear to have an American equivalent. Way up on the good side was the opportunity to pick up on issues of Liaisons Delicieuses, Butterscotch, Faust and other items that are a tad rare this side of the Atlantic.
Other comics-related blurb from States-side was the opportunity to meet Adam Warren (Dirty Pair artist); Lea Hernandez (Colourist on Silent Mobius & 3×3 Eyes, plus letterer for Appleseed, Lum & Pineapple Army); & Colleen Doren (who painted the comics version of Anne Rice’s Master Of Rampling Gate) and to see (albeit from a distance) such manga/anime luminaries as Johji Manabe (Outlanders). Ah… that’s better… a nice spot of name-dropping always boosts the ego a notch!
I suppose that it was fairly certain that I’d fail to avoid wingeing, so here’s a little whine about two titles I’ve really looked forward to this year: the collected Eddy Current; and The Master Of Rampling Gate. Why the whine ? Principally because their publishers didn’t realize just how good they were. Both these titles disappeared from shops immediately they appeared… Yup, the whine is because I missed out on them. If you spot a copy of either of these somewhere, drop TC a line and discover just how appreciative this little ‘zine can be… [Late note: I’ve now got a copy of Master Of Rampling Gate!]
Anyway, down to business… what interesting little beasties have I got copies of, of late…
Okay, I lied, I haven’t necessarily got copies of the things that I’m listing. First up is the Vampire Lestat Graphic Novel (i.e. all the issues from the comic-book series in a single bound volume)… if you liked the original novel, I’d hope you would like this… personally, as I liked this, I bought all three of the books (Interview With The Vampire, Vampire Lestat, Queen Of The Damned). Both Queen Of The Damned and Interview With The Vampire have been started as 12 (?) issue painted series and look to be following very much in the mold of Lestat. Highly recommended if you like Anne Rice’s stuff…
Griffin is another painted work… a mere six issues of it, but in the chunky square bound three-quid a pop DC mega-format. Totally different to the vamp-horror stuff, it’s the old staple of “realistic” super-heroes. Griffin himself was grabbed as a recruit for an alien army, loaded with super-powers and set against the alien’s enemies. Eventually (try 10 years later), he misses the folks back home and decides to give up fighting for the aliens. The aliens are peeved. Cue mayhem. With a “banana-headed” alien side-kick for Griffin, this is a nice combination of serious comment on how naughty it is to “piss off for multiple years and not expect anyone else to have changed when you come back” [not a real quote…] and a light-hearted “men with big weapons trying to zap each other and causing major collateral damage” super-hero blast. I like it, but it looks nice, so I would.
OMAC is not at all painted. It is however in the aforementioned DC mega-format. In fact, it isn’t even in colour (what a swizz!). Those of you who’ve bothered to plough through this rubbish before will, however, realize that I quite like black-and-whites. This isn’t an exception. Plot-wise it’s probably as close as I’ve come for… a while… to reading a straight-forward superhero comic. The author may not regard it as that, and it’s probably a nice step left-of-field but up to issue 3 (of 4) there’s been little really intriguing newness about it. Nice though.
Now for a real goody… Billi 99. I’d looked forward to this for a while when it came out, and so far have not been disappointed. It tells of Billi & her fight against crime in the future as Toledo, a vigilante type. Toledo was originally her (foster) father’s pseudonym/alter-ego but after his murder, Billi’s out for revenge and to kick society into shape. Again b&w, Billi 99 shows (what appears to be…) wonderful use of zip-tone. Nice looking, original(ish) plot, female-lead for a change, if you haven’t tried it yet… give it a go. (P.S. Again in the mega-format, but from Dark Horse, not DC!)
Badlands is an interesting tale, black & white standard 30-odd-pages-and-two-staples-in-back format produced by Dark Horse and telling of a chap hired to assassinate Kennedy. Not the most original plot-line ever maybe, but very nicely done. A pleasantly unpleasant read, unfortunately dashing on for the sixth & final issue.
Time for a spot of manga I guess… Outlanders has now finished, so go out there and grab the collected editions as it’s essential reading (so says the TC crew!). Taking it’s place chez TC as “The whole house is buying the blighter” title is Midnight Eye. This tells of a private investigator (Goku) who gets grabbed with a mushed right eye and gets given a computerised replacement that can access the databanks of any computers worldwide (far-fetched maybe, but not that much so for manga!). Then it’s back to the PI business and lots of major baddies. Three issues in (of six I think), and well worth the mega-format pennies. Finally manga-wise, try 3×3 Eyes, a mystical tale of a “girl” with three eyes from Nepal (or was it Tibet) who links souls with a human (to save his life) while hunting for a statue of what appear to be Siamese triplets so she can become a human. Somehow it doesn’t seem as confusing in the manga, and is a lively romp with invisible demons and the usual “human” touches (even from inhuman cast members!)
A subject rarely touched on here now rears it’s head… the comic strip!! In particular, Calvin & Hobbes a marvellously, wonderfully, orgasmically brilliant strip. I’ve read it for a while in Comic Relief, a compilation of the best strips from American newspapers, and have finally splashed out on some of the books. Buy someone (preferably yourself) these books as a Christmas present. Even TC readers need a laugh now & then! [P.S. Buy Comic Relief while you’re at it. The strips are great, and it has a nice line in “weird” news articles too…]
Night Of The Living Dead can’t really need an introduction to TC readers, but it’s now coming out in a nice mega-format comic-book. Art’s decent. Story follows the original (So far! One issue down, more to follow).
Before signing off on the comics front, a brief comment regarding the lack of derogatory reviews: In brief… I like what I like and what I like gets reviewed (as Zirk would possibly say!). There are things out there in comics-land that I wouldn’t enjoy and hence don’t buy, and things that I buy and discover belatedly aren’t my thing. These I don’t review because I don’t see any reason to put people off buying any comics – all cash spent on comics helps support the companies that produce the stuff I like… the more straight stuff that gets bought, the more weird stuff will be around for me to gloat over.
Surprise! Not the usual SFC material at all here… having been to the London Film Festival lately, for various oddities that our illustrious editor didn’t see, here is the first (and probably last) selection of SFC film reviews…
Volere Volare is a movie from Maurizio Nichetti (who did The Icicle Thief). It tells the unusual tale of a man who dubs the sound onto animation; his brother who dubs porn movies; and a call-girl who doesn’t seem to do sex, but does some very weird fantasies (at one stage a chef coats her in chocolate… mmm… hmmm!). Eventually, the animation gets too much for him & he starts to turn into an animated creature himself. The animation is great, the plot is weird, and anyone who can cope with a spot of indescribable oddity should try it!
Next up… My Own Private Idaho. Directed by Gus Van Sant (Drugstore Cowboy), this is not a cheerful movie. It tells of a narcoleptic rent-boy searching for his mother, and his assorted friends. A vaguely awkward movie to watch, but TC readers after another different “different” movie may find it worth a look. (Honest! I liked this! It’s worth seeing! But expect a pretty dark movie…)
Additional down-beat stuff comes in the shape of The Violent Cop, judged by our editor as the most seriously “down” movie he’s seen in a long while. No cheer at all in this story of a hard Japanese policeman. His mentally retarded sister goes out picking up guys in discos, he beats criminals… ostensibly because they deserve it, but maybe he enjoys the punishing too much. Not light, not fun, more worth having seen than seeing.
Pure weirdness and an off the wall crime tales gives us Blood And Concrete (starring Billy Zane of Twin Peaks fame, and a seriously sexy, seedy Jennifer Beals (as the director said afterwards… we won’t mention the “F-movie”)). A not entirely (but fairly) straight forward tale with a hyper-addictive love drug, and various folks hunting for it. I liked it, not sure if Jim did though!
Delicatessen is: post-apocalypse; set in a single building, with the title’s delicatessen downstairs, and various lodgers upstairs; has a circus clown as the hero; stars the hearing-aid wearer from Diva; was directed by Jeunet & Caro (apparently of French comic fame… not that I’ve heard of them, gaping knowledge gap that this no doubt is); and is about cannibals. It plays like a cross between Brazil and God-only-knows-what. It’s being released over here in the new year. Again odd, again funny, again worth seeing, but this time French, not Italian.
That was the films… then there were the videos. Within the festival, there was a series of screenings of electronic (i.e. video/computer-generated) sequences. These varied from the abysmal to the stunning. Over Christmas (or possibly sooner), Zbigniew Rybczynski’s The Orchestra is to be screened on Channel Four (plug! plug!) – anyone interested in innovative use of video should see this. It’s generally excellent, but gets a bit weary when you spot the political message. Stunning visuals anyway – try it & see what you think. Other “highlights” included Behold, I Come Quickly: The Strange Revelations Of Reverend Swaggart… a marvellous rapid-cut sequence of scenes from before, during and after the discovery of Rev. Swaggarts belief in the hand-job-of-God. Similarly, there was Tunic, a Sonic Youth video with tacky Karen Carpenter references (bound to stir up all socially normal mundanes out there). Panspermia must rank as the best of the computer animation seen, magnificent use of computing power. I need to see more of this sort of stuff!!
Even weirder… this isn’t really TC territory at all… book reviews! However, there aren’t too many of them here and there is an excuse. After visiting the U.S. of A., I felt a need for more holiday and went hunting interesting travel books. The most interesting book on America I found was Into the Badlands by John Williams. This book is also a tour around American crime fiction, visiting authors and settings of assorted books. A flavour of the areas, the people, and their books are all provided by this (need I say highly recommended) paperback. One result of reading this was the hunting out of books by Andrew Vachss (Flood & Strega) and Carl Hiassen (Tourist Season, Double Whammy and Skin Tight). The A.V. books are good fun, but I found two in rapid succession a bit too similar – with a wider time gap between them, I would have no doubt enjoyed the second one more.
No such problems with the Carl Hiassen, three 500 page (or thereabouts) books in a couple of weeks and all enjoyed thoroughly. Very dark humour, a very sharply observed set of (weird) characters and marvellously warped story-lines. You owe it to yourself to read his books (Skin Tight is the best written (and most recent) of the three, but is unfortunately only available as an (expensive) American import at the moment, the other two have been published over here… Tourist Season is a Futura paperback at £3.50). If serious book reviews appeal (not reviews of serious books you understand, but proper reviewish bits with column-inches devoted) hassle the editor!
And for once, nothing did, as the greatest fantasy writers and artists met head-on with the Canadian born film-making magic of Ivan Reitman (whom – presumably in another life – had produced ‘Shivers’ & ‘Rabid’ and directed ‘Ghostbusters’).
As early as 1979, Len Mogel (founder of ‘Heavy Metal’ and ‘National Lampoon’ magazines) had begun making enquiries into the possibility of bringing his massive project to the screen. And by the summer of that same year, director Gerald Potterton was at work on budgeting and scheduling the ‘Heavy Metal’ film project.
In the early stages, several talents were called upon to write a marketable film script, including Harry Harrison, Richard Corben, Berni Wrightson, Angus McKie and Dan O’Bannon. Many of these names were successful artists and designers responsible for the original magazine material, and so this new project must have provided a pleasant dose of deja-vu.
As things progressed into a linear production running from eight individual stories, the following emerged from the plethora of rewrites and eliminations: Corben’s “Den”, Wrightson’s “Captain Sternn”, O’Bannon’s “Soft Landing” and McKie “So Beautiful and So Dangerous”, together with original concepts for “Gremlins”, “Harry Canyon”, “Legend of Taarna” and the link – “Grimaldi”.
Phew! Let’s look at each one separately…
Soft Landing – A 1959 Corvette makes it’s way to Earth to the grinding tones of “Radar Rider” by Riggs. Call it surreal, or call it psychedelic, it is certainly an impressive start, and so we are led into the link story… Grimaldi. A house, a girl and a glowing green ball – the ball threatens, but does no harm, and slowly unravels it’s purpose, granting wishes and dreams, or nightmares (depending on the worthiness of the person). The green fades to a brilliantly lit neon city, and…
…the next segment. Meet Harry Canyon – A New York cab-driver of the 21st century. The New York of tomorrow is degenerate, filled with poverty and violence. This was the look that Juan Gimenez (the Argentinian illustrator) used, so as not to contrast with the New York of today – a statement maybe? And, as I make a habit of not talking about the plot too much when reviewing, I will leave it at that…
Next, an amusing reconstruction of the hero legend. Corben’s Den character comes to life in the shape of Dan, a small boy who is transformed into the title character by the Lochnar (the green ball from Grimaldi). What follows is a hilarious take on the sword-and-sorcery cliché, as Den is almost killed a number of times, throughout which events the boy narrates with the voice of the warrior.
As we leave Den to save the world, a courtroom scene opens and a certain Captain Sternn is on trial for a number of hideously obscene crimes. Until, that is, his defense shows up in the form of a feeble little twerp called Hanover Fiste. This ‘saving grace’ turns against the captain as the Lochnar once again goes about it’s work… Fiste metamorphoses into an outrageously powerful caricature of muscle, and wreaks havoc throughout the ship! Berni Wrightson’s comic strip was used as a model sheet for the directors as they refined the storyboard into the allotted time. What emerges is a surprisingly violent but ultimately hollow experience that should have been a lot funnier than it was.
Gremlins (official title B-17) was a rather strange and unsettling addition, as you aren’t really that sure what’s going on, other than that the Lochnar (yet again) is possessing the dead pilots of a battle torn B-17 bomber. After this, O’Bannon’s story gets a little bit confused, but the design (by Mike Ploog) is nothing short of inspired.
So Beautiful And So Dangerous begins in a conference room filled with the world’s press and politicians, all trying to allay their fears of alien world domination. A Pentagon secretary is possessed and jumps on a lady stenographer. Both are then unceremoniously sucked into a giant ‘globe’ ship. Only the woman survives and is then bedded by an amoral robot, as the ship spirals through space piloted by a duo of coke-sniffing aliens?!!? A brilliant premise that is the funniest segment so far: “Good landing, man…”. But the best is yet to come.
And come it does (sic), in the luscious shape of Taarna, a female barbarian warrior who is called upon to save a race from the murderous machinations of a band of cut-throats and their barbaric leader. Soon we are led into a desolate but fantastic world of stark temples and endless skeletal vistas, and of course Taarna, as she glides gracefully across this barbaric landscape.
It took no less than three artists to finish the designs for Taarna (J.S.Goert, Chris Achilleos and Howard Chaykin). The sets and monuments are superbly majestic, my personal favourite being Taarna’s temple where she dresses – can it be possible to be in love with a cartoon character?
What this amounts to is a sword-and-sorcery fantasy with more than it’s fair share of heroic bloodshed, as Taarna decapitates the clientele of a rather rough bar and is subjected to torture and humiliation at the hands of the blood-crazed Barbarian. One of the techniques used was rotoscoping (using a live actress to mimic the movements the character would use) – I found this slowed down the movements considerably, in turn giving them a more dream-like, fantastic quality than is found in the other stories.
So, in conclusion, there’s got to be something here to grasp the imagination of even the most boring and braindead members of the human race. ‘Heavy Metal’ got an “AA” certificate on it’s original cinema release, but was never – to my knowledge – released on video in the UK. This is sacrilege – it’s such a mind-blowing piece of artistry that I can’t imagine it losing money on either rental or sell-through. If you do manage to get hold of a foreign release, spread the word!
Sadly, there is not the much merchandise presently available, but any collector should be able to hunt down at least a few of the following:
The Art of the Movie Heavy Metal:Animation for the 80’s published by New York Zoetrope, 80 E.11th Street, N.Y.
Heavy Metal Music from the motion picture – CBS Records.
Starburst #41: ‘Heavy Metal’ movie review and centrespread.
This particular article sees your editor in a fairly pissed-off mood as the TV is broken. I am attempting to stave off the withdrawal symptoms by writing TC11. It isn’t working. You might be able to tell…
Killing Moon 1 (32 A4, £1.50) combines glossy production values with occasionally amateurish layout (but hey, look at our first issue. No, on second thoughts, don’t…). You get a look at the video nasties, great eye violence scenes (stop me if this sounds familiar!) and a Sam Raimi interview. Oddo (22 A4, ???) is even more unstructured, but it’s cut-ups of text and pictures feel like wandering through someone’s unconscious. At the other end of the spectrum is Mkultra Vol 2 No 1 (44 A4, £1.50), back under a new captain after a long break and worth investigating for an intelligent mix of reviews & articles.
Strange Adventures is also back, with a summer special on ‘Women in Films’, (28 A4, £1.50) covering vampires, prisoners, superheroines and, gosh, an article on ‘Angel of Vengeance’ by yours truly. Issue 32 (24 A4, £1.20) has an investigation into sword and sorcery films. The publishing empire of Tony Lee also takes in Fax 21 (44 A5, £2.50), news reports from 50 years into the future, where a member of the Two Live Crew is the President of America. If you liked the news bulletins in “Robocop”, you might well enjoy this.
Headcheese & Chainsaws 7 (12 A5, 35p) has been on a diet, but still crams in book, comic and film reviews. Another thin-zine, though less anorexic, more “slimly built” is Scareaphanalia 101-106 (10 A5, $1), maybe the most reliable and consistent American ‘zine, when Michael isn’t getting sucked into his work for ‘Fangoria’. Another American ‘zine worth reading is Monster 63-68 (26 A4, $1 or so), where Tim Paxton keeps the spirit of Godzilla et al alive. Pretty Poison 4-6 (20 A4, £1.50) is developing a fine laid back style, covering lowbrow entertainment, chemical abuse and…sign-language??? Gary also stands up for Pee-Wee Herman, for which he deserves praise. Subterrene 7 (30 A4, 50p) is good value for your money, and like many ‘zines is branching into the Eastern genre, but still provides useful stuff like details of the cuts in ‘Toxic Avenger’.
Midnight in Hell 6 (20 A4, £1) has a weird-but-good cover, draped around weird-but-good fiction, relatively normal reviews and a rather odd column that seems to come from Belgium. Trash Compactor Vol.2 No.5 (44 A4, $3.50) will tell you everything you wanted to know about John Ashley. I didn’t want to know much anyway, but still enjoyed it. Anti Clock Wise 14 (12 A4, 40p) rants about Reading, prison, time and the exploitation of beauty. Thought-provoking extreme liberal (??) drivel. Meanwhile, at the “thought-provoking conservative drivel” end of the spectrum is Parachute Limit Vol 1, No 1-3 (10 A4, an IRC or ‘something interesting’). Produced by a bunch of guys with nothing better to do, it’s the sort of stuff P.J. O’Rourke might have written at college. Some great pseudo-philosophical ramblings: “it intrigues me that women who have no qualms about oral sex have screaming heebie jeebies about letting you borrow their toothbrush”, which may well be THE best line from ANY ‘zine this quarter.
Most cunning ploy to get a longer review is from Anthony North, whose Rattler’s Tale (24 A5, 75p) has now spawned Gaia News (12 A4, £3/year) and Read With Mummy (24 A5, £3/year), among others. Nice try, Anthony, it didn’t work… Orient Express is another new ‘zine (20 A4, £1.50), devoted to covering anime, Hong Kong movies, etc. More enthusiasm than knowledge, I fear, but not without promise. Imaginator 7 (36 A4, £1.95) shows how to do it and is bound to win any awards going for ‘zine of the year. Some day, maybe, TC might be as good. Still on the Oriental front, Anime UK is into its second year. Impossible to give a page count, thanks to the many freebies and supplements i.e. how to read the script the Japanese use for western words! Call it “an A4 envelope full”, well worth the £7.50/year.
Nora K 5 (32 A5, £1) also has a freebie, in the shape of a complete, definitive Traci Lords filmography, purely, of course, so you can avoid seeing any by accident… There’s also news on TL’s present activities and some more droolworthy pictures. I was going to slag off Gore Gazette 105 (10 A4, $1) for describing TC as a “johnny-come-lately” ‘zine, but the Rev.Sullivan later describes us as “excellent” so we’ll let him off, but suggest he gets that schizophrenia seen to! This ‘zine may not last longer, as the wrath of Carolco (makers of T2) is sure to descend if they see the back cover.Get it while it lasts.
The same might be said of Creeping Unknown 19 (40 A5, 85p), as it tells how Nick has drawn the mighty anger of Customs & Excise. You can also find out about ‘The Borrower’ and Lino rants about old people and buses – or is it people and old buses? Mortal Remains 4 (32 A4, $3.25) is a fanzine in the true sense of the word, and Kevin Lewis conveys his enthusiasm for the genre well. As does Spence, in Psychotic Reaction, Vol 2, Issue 1 (22 A4, £1) – he may have a posh glossy cover, but the sleaze and trash quotient is as high as ever (yeah!). Factsheet Five continues to amaze. Listing more ‘zines than you’d have thought possible, if you want REAL high weirdness by mail, this is a great place to start!
And the long awaited (and not just ‘cos I’ve got an article in it!) appearance of Attack of the Sad Man-Eating Mushrooms 1 (36 A4, £1.25??), which gets the prize for title of the quarter, no competition. There’s a selection of great death lines, an article on Albert Fish, some nifty artwork and a Giant Movie Monster filmography, all of which is interesting and varied reading.
Got a note from a company called ‘Destroyers‘, who sell kung fu, Chinese & Hong Kong movies – for more details, write to Destroyers, PO Box 13, London SE15 6BS. Finally, the non-zine area. Anime-day 0092 is going to take place in Sheffield on the 7th and 8th of March 1992. Book now, if for no other reason than I’ll be there so you get the chance to buy me vast quantities of alcohol… More details from Animeday 0092, c/o Sheffield Space Centre, 33 The Wicker, Sheffield S3 8HS.
Anime UK: Helen McCarthy, 147 Francis Road, Leyton, London E10 6NT.
