After the controversy surrounding Peeping Tom in 1960 pretty much killed Michael Powell’s career dead, the famed director spent the last decade or so of his career wandering between Australia and the UK, not really getting up to much. The most well-known of his last few films, Age of Consent, stars James Mason as an aging, creatively exhausted artist who relocates back home to Australia on a isolated island. Whilst there, he meets the young and beautiful Helen Mirren, who becomes a new muse for him. There are a handful of comedic subplots, particularly one involving Mason’s drunk friend coming to the island and being a nuisance, but none are particularly funny. Overall, Age of Consent is quite inconsequential, with some arguably iffy gender politics dating the film quite badly (although there are far worse culprits from the ‘60s in this respect). However, Mason and Mirren, at opposite ends of their respective careers are a pleasure to watch, both in relaxed mood, and the cinematography, all sun-dappled beaches and coral reefs, is pleasant at the very least. Mediocre, but just about passable.