He last saw Beansprout 20-odd years ago. Nobody said recluses were easy to get along with.
In the intervening years, the two kids came along and were home-schooled until their final school years when they opted to go to the local school. The daughter refused to be interviewed for the doco; the son seems a nice, articulate and decent young fella. He said: "Being different is good. I don't mind that at all."
Something seems to have gone haywire in the relationship between the doco-maker and Beansprout. Roy says in his introduction that Beansprout had precise ideas about what was to be included and wanted to control the process, down to particular shots. He had "very set ideas" about how he was to be portrayed.
But there is no footage of these wrangles, which is a shame because they might have helped explain the tone of the thing - which seems to be of disappointment.
Roy thought, "perhaps naively", that he'd find an "engaging, insightful ... family living alone with nature". The "reality" of the family he found was "different in about every respect". In other words, he seems not to have liked Beansprout much, and the implication is that this was mutual.
The Longs are now celebrity recluses. But are they really? After the kids came along, Beansprout and Catherine realised they had a responsibility to make money for the necessities of life. He taught himself to paint and sculpt, and now his paintings (landscapes) sell for a lot of money, apparently. They have also written best-selling books. They go to book launches and flog their wares.
Some locals don't much care for Beansprout and paint him as a sort of humourless bludger. The documentary-maker found the lives of Beansprout and Catherine to be without music or banter, and surprisingly claustrophobic.
This is an interesting documentary about a strange man, but perhaps the most interesting aspect is the unexplored one: the chasm between its maker's expectations of his subject and his disillusionment.
- TimeOut