Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

This film hit me hard. I watched it by coincidence, but couldn't keep myself away. It's disturbing, true, but it tackles a topic lots of people need to think about. It's a very difficult topic to discuss in a film like this, and I think it has been done very well. Everyone should see this film!

It's an excellent portrail of cults that are around the world and how they brainwash their children into becomin very sickly minded, and how they struggle to come out of it and keep their sanity.

Definately worth watching! take my word for it!

One of its many brilliant touches is the ability to be both funny and heart rending at the same time - I can recall scenes where crying and laughing are mixed together(a very messy pairing!).

Charlotte Coleman, Geraldine McEwan and Kenneth Cranham are all outstanding (not forgetting Emily Aston and her asking a confused ice cream seller " What's fornication?"). The whole production team should take a bow as well, with all elements of the project coming together to make something that I feel is one of the high water marks of British TV, and which I tear has ebbed for ever, or at least the foreseeable future. Like the previous reviewer, I watched it at a young age, and can remember whole scenes and strands very clearly, a not inconsiderable feat when I consider all the TV programs I consumed at that age.

This made-for-television gem is made all the more poignant by the untimely death of Charlotte Coleman (Jess)in 2001. Ms. Coleman provides a touching and heart felt performance. The cult-like nature of her upbringing along with her strength in the face of such almost fanatical religiosity shows the value of forbearance in the face of such adversity. The entire cast provide solid and almost chillingly real acting within the storyline. Jess is the epitome of forgiveness and understanding given the predicament she finds herself in. This program is well worth a look if only for the thought provoking nature of the subject matter. This film received several awards and stands the test of time. In a way the production was ahead of its time with its frank assessment of Jess's personality. You can't runaway from your self.

Because the filmmakers obviously tried to make a close adaptation of Jeanette Winterson's semi-autobiographical novel, as an avid Winterson fan, I cannot help comparing the film with the book. It would be extremely challenging to preserve Winterson's unique, postmodern literary quality in the adapted film.

In the original novel, Winterson objectively examines coming-of-age experiences of an orphan who is adopted to evangelist parents and finds herself a lesbian. The objectivity remains in the film to some extent; a lot of dramatic happenings are quietly described and never get emotional. However, the nature of the film media inevitably forces the audience to identify themselves with protagonist Jess. The analytical aspect of reading Winterson is lost, and if compared, the film just follows the plotline more plainly than the novel does.

Aside from Winterson, the film is a decently executed prototypical British film, on the tradition of British New Wave and Channel 4 productions, and worth watching.