I found the edit of B309 intriguing in that we don't get a hint of Mark's story before his hope and innocence were eroded by his struggles to exist in London. In the middle of the film, finally welcomed at an amazing homeless shelter, we were lulled into a false feeling of security. It was like a dream sequence sandwiched between the raw, searing realities. The shock of what happened to Mark when he felt confident enough to look for human contact was doubly felt by us, having being cushioned by hope that finally all was going to be well. Vincent's superb authentic portrayal of Mark's downfall was visceral, and emphasised by the sometimes excruciating, score. We were allowed to spectate a human trauma that normally would take place behind closed doors.
