Orton’s sly, madcap, sexual and plot-lite
screenplay [written as a possible silver screen vehicle for the Beatles]
subverts – and expands – mainstream mores with its pointed political jibes,
episodic sketch-pieces and sexually suggestive, PG-fied post-coital scenes of
threesomes and pre-marital sex. It reads like a distinctive product of the
Swinging Sixties, and, as such, is a fast and giddy-fun experience.
I did not read Orton's 1971 posthumous novel, Head to Toe, that Against was paired with.