Following Nowhere Special, we had to catch up on the writer/director's earlier film, which is a gem, and which needed a really strong, brilliant actor to carry most of the film - he finds one in the incredible, indefinable Eddie Marsan. I don't know if it's just me, but I kept wondering if there are tiny freeze frames on him, or whether he intentionally just freezes every now and then, suggesting a static, stuck feeling. He has a funny way of standing at pedestrian crossings. Certainly this man lives life alone, searching for families of unloved, unclaimed people, giving them funerals, until one leads him (eventually) to Joanne Froggatt. The ironies of the ending are powerful indeed. And then we have the ending... I was actually sobbing...
"Please don't say any more, Mr. May. You've already said so much."
So glad we found it. Rachel Portman's music adds a certain something. DP Stefano Falivene.
With Karen Drury, Andrew Buchan, Neil D'Souza, David Shaw Parker, Michael Elkin.
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