British roughneck with street credibility & love for the genre. can successfully keep itself away from bordering into camp, also thanks to the strong casting & cast. Stephen Graham is severely underused, which makes you guess he's only in here to sell the film to a broader audience / market. you're wondering how the Berlinale can bear this amount of toxic masculinity but then 'that' plot twist happens and it starts making sense. it's not helpful for the film that they're leaning into what should have been a sidenote and not taking over the whole shebang - forcing the initially authentic low maintenance into kitschy terrain - but I guess nowadays this is what the zeitgeist dictates. Tut Nyuot stays calm & carries anyway, no matter which way the wind blows. Graham says it out loud & clearly: "good lad!"
