Painfully truthful social realism at its most painful and fragile form . Fully brilliant and abstract genius. When that little is so much and when that is large so little - what's a few pounds extra in Bradford's poorest and vulnerable areas really worth? Is it worth a few scrape? A few broken bones? Some blood? Someone's life?
Last time I saw something like this incredibly vulnerable and genuine was 2011 in Warp X-film Tyrannosaur, also a British film that plague one's mind with soiled hyper-realistic social realism. But regarding genuineness in every single small frame, The Selfish Giant is even better.
It hurts a little extra in the chest, a lump is in my throat - oh, this was a movie! I thought I was teleported to Bradford. I'm sold , take my extra pounds, I do not care - you have tortured me enough.
The spectacle is so incredible that I do not for a second think of the fictional character that is playing in front of my eyes.
What hurts most is that I can not give the movie or the play, or motion pictures, more than a 7/10, that is a little hard, but that's all I can spare when I put the film in context to other movies I rated.
Last time I saw something like this incredibly vulnerable and genuine was 2011 in Warp X-film Tyrannosaur, also a British film that plague one's mind with soiled hyper-realistic social realism. But regarding genuineness in every single small frame, The Selfish Giant is even better.
It hurts a little extra in the chest, a lump is in my throat - oh, this was a movie! I thought I was teleported to Bradford. I'm sold , take my extra pounds, I do not care - you have tortured me enough.
The spectacle is so incredible that I do not for a second think of the fictional character that is playing in front of my eyes.
What hurts most is that I can not give the movie or the play, or motion pictures, more than a 7/10, that is a little hard, but that's all I can spare when I put the film in context to other movies I rated.