Charles Clover is so shocked by the vulnerability of fish-stocks that he’s made a £1million film that took him from Newfoundland to Japan. With its European premiere looming, he tells Steven Russell about ‘this extraordinary nightmare’ he hopes will change the world.
Charles Clover returns from an early-morning haircut to the discord of Tinker the Jack Russell, all bark and no bite, yapping at the postman. It’s a stretched metaphor to be sure, but this eruption-from-nowhere is in keeping with the mood of the past few weeks, months, years. Charles and his associates, convinced all is doom if we continue to pillage the world’s oceans, have battled the odds to put their arguments on film – a mission that’s taken them from Lowestoft to the Grand Banks of Newfoundland and on to Alaska, Chile, Japan, the Caribbean and back again. Trouble is, it’s been a draining journey literally and figuratively. And, with the European premiere approaching fast and work still to be done, the strain is showing. Charles, for instance, has the air of the Man on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown. Does he feel like he looks?
“Yes, I do, most of the time. I very nearly had one at two o’clock in the morning. I do feel, at times, it’s just total meltdown,” he sighs, sinking into a sofa at his home in Constable Country.
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