3 March 2015. Catch me Daddy at the Tricycle

This is an amazing film. Described by the FT as 'pure cinema', the opening shots could each be put on a gallery wall as stills. Then the tension and air of unremitting menace take over for the entire duration of the film, taking one into a Britain that is well removed from the world of Radio 4 listeners - yet one knows it is not pure fantasy. The 15 certificate seems a bit low to me. The violence while not dwelt upon is tough. And the prop of one drug or another is constant. Not that those aspects of the film should put anyone off seeing this incredible portrayal of a descent into hell.