Director Andrea Arnold doesn't stint on the "local colour" in this slow-burning thriller: she devotes a lot of screen time to those parts of Glasgow where the sun don't shine; trash eddies in the breeze, concrete soars over urban wastelands, and lost souls sidle from bleak flatlet to sticky-carpeted boozer and back again. This downbeat setting, sparse dialogue and an apparently emotionally stunted heroine make this film heavy going for a while, but it rewards patience- as we are drip-fed information about the story we gradually come to understand some of her seemingly random actions, and the final scenes, with a detour for some pretty full-on bedroom gymnastics, pack a powerful emotional punch and a chance for redemption for more than one character- and looking at the lives they have to lead, I reckon they deserve a chance more than most.
Very low budget UK film with a small cast and limited environments.
This certainly isn't for fans of lavish dramas, but instead the director does capture the poverty and neglect of certain Glasgow areas. Outside the main female lead, I felt the rest of the characters did not have the chance to develop or show any depth.
The bedroom encounter towards the climax is overly explicit and feels out of context with the rest of the film. At least you learn how valuable and powerful a tool CCTV actually is, and how easy it is to be followed...
Massively over-rated dross, made by a pretentious feminist film-maker on British taxpayers money. And theyt all speak in thick scottish accents - so most people won't understand anything. If you want to see a great British thriller, rent 'London to Brighton', made on a shoestring but with real talent all round. Avoid.