Paul's mother is a prime example of where Britain has gone badly wrong. Although she is a widow with two sons, she has likely never worked and does not need to as the State will take care of her, provide her with a house, child allowance and a living allowance. As she has nothing to do and all day to do it, rather than clean and tidy up her squalid house, she idles the time away using drugs and leaving her children to drag themselves up. Her friends likewise.
As shown in this film, the once lively colorful East End of London is now home to a squalid demi-monde who prefer to do anything other than work and enjoy the finer things of life. Even Paul's waitress friend is a pick pocket and crack user. Where are the courageous people who survived six years of German bombing by sleeping in the underground railway stations, before going off to work next day. The people with their wonderful Cockney humour? Not in today's East End by the look of it.
Rather than sympathize with the characters in this film, I wanted to exterminate the junkies, pushers, and assorted low-lives, or at least cut them off from their State provided free ride.
This depressing film is not entertainment. Give me an old Ealing comedy any day.
As shown in this film, the once lively colorful East End of London is now home to a squalid demi-monde who prefer to do anything other than work and enjoy the finer things of life. Even Paul's waitress friend is a pick pocket and crack user. Where are the courageous people who survived six years of German bombing by sleeping in the underground railway stations, before going off to work next day. The people with their wonderful Cockney humour? Not in today's East End by the look of it.
Rather than sympathize with the characters in this film, I wanted to exterminate the junkies, pushers, and assorted low-lives, or at least cut them off from their State provided free ride.
This depressing film is not entertainment. Give me an old Ealing comedy any day.