I last saw this when originally aired on BBC television's, 'Omnibus' series forty years ago and watching it again now, I find I remember little specific but the whole mood. It is just as spine tingling as it was back then. It is sheer perfection. The way it is filmed, the dialogue, the acting, surely there is not a moment out of place. A magical interpretation of Delius' final years with Eric Fenby helping to draw out those final pieces of music. Certainly warts and all, certainly a riveting piece of cinema, even if it were produced within the severe limitations of cash strapped UK TV. The quality of light matches the quality of the music and we really feel we are part of a work of art at the very point of creation. Quite exceptional. I also like Russell's more tumultuous later big screen extravaganzas but it has to be said he set the bar pretty high for himself in 1968.