Huw went on liking my films for many years, some more than others, but whatever his personal feelings he always helped polish my rough diamonds till they glittered. And when I disappointed him with a paste job, he worked even harder to make it shine - shaping and reshaping, cutting and chipping away until it was ready for his spakling commentary. To start with I just used to sit next to him over a moviola simply supplying the facts, but bit by bit he began dragging words, phrases, even sentences out of me which I never thought I possessed, Talk about drawing teeth, getting blood from a stone and all that. It was painful. All the other directors in the programme had university degrees. I knew how to navigate and tie a double sheep's bend, and I knew a bit about the arts and that was all. But my education proper began at the age of thirty-two with Huw Wheldon.
from A British Picture, by Ken Russell
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