Anyone seen this yet? I have, and here's my stupidly effusive review...
SON OF RAMBOWEvery time his teacher slaps a public information film on the telly, Will Proudfoot has to leave the room. He belongs to the puritanical ‘Plymouth Brethren’ you see, and his loving but strictly religious mother forbids television, music, art and all the corrupting culture of the outside world. Unfortunately for the Plymouth Brethren, their policy places Will Proudfoot firmly in the path of Lee Carter who in comparison to their order is pretty much the anti-christ.
Because it doesn’t take long for Will to become utterly in the thrall of this wild, malcontent and mischievous tempter. Will agrees to star as stuntman in Lee’s film, which is shot in and around the juvenile paradise that is the industrial wasteland, the towering tree and the fast-flowing deep water. Clearly, Lee Carter had difficulty in attending to the lessons of the public information film as well.
Rumours about Stallone's dimunitve height weren't exagerated.At first Lee bullies and intimidates Will, but quickly a friendship is sparked between them as he becomes impressed by the imagination, joy and flattering hero-worship of his apprentice. And it is through Lee that Will sees his first film – Rambo: First Blood. And to him it is a profound revelation that must be acted upon, namely to be recreated in their now infinitely more ambitious film. But how can such a project succeed under the smothering regard of the Brethren and the threat of violence from Lee’s older brother if he catches him using his camera?
Son of Rambow is an utter joy of a film. Garth Jennings script and direction seemingly effortlessly slips you back into childhood of long summers and thrilling irresponsibility. Where the greatest horror for some was a letter to the parents, and to others the cruelty of classmates. And when the greatest friends you ever had were when you were ages eight to eleven.
It is a film that shows a great sensitivity also. The Brethren aren’t poorly written heavies, they’re caring people who genuinely believe they’re doing good and thus are all the more alarming for it. Will’s mum, played to perfection by Jessica Hynes, has a story of her own simmering away, partly hidden. However blindly she enforces the rule of the Brethren, she is as much a victim of their creed as Will is, having had no Lee Carter to save her childhood. Without such attention to detail the film would be an enjoyable but ultimately forgettable comedy. Garth Jennings instead takes this thread and weaves it in with other seemingly disparate subplots to create a film about the discovery of bigger worlds and the adulation of heroes, and of the pain and hurt suffered in the pursuit.
A film about childhood, then.
I haven’t said anything about the acting of the two leads, the wonderful Bill Milner and Will Poulter. Their acting is so natural, so beautifully real that the inescapable conclusion is that most of the time they weren’t acting at all and that Garth Jennings and his capable crew had engaged the inherent make-pretend of the child and with it, the most natural and downright funny performances I have yet seen from children in a film since
Stand By Me.
And it deserves to be up there with that great, as the British equivilent. They really are on a par. Any quibbles I have with this film are minor, and ultimately overwhelmed by the sheer glory of this film.
In conclusion then – the best British film I have seen in the last decade. And I include Simon Pegg’s excellent work in that.
A+ or
S or whatever we're doing for toppo grades now.
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