Pure Crap
'London Road' (2015; released in UK cinemas today) is one & a half hours of pure boredom.
It is a collection of everything that is wrong with British drama & film.
The subject matter of 'The Ipswich Ripper' (2006) readied me for a dark & gritty depiction of the terrible murders of those poor five prostitutes.
How wrong I was...
The supposedly groundbreaking verbal structure of a mix of spoken/sung dialogue, is both unoriginal & badly executed.
The songs all blur into one long, uninteresting confusing & out-of-context pieces of real-life interviews.
The performances are generally abysmal, with an insulting Hunchback-Of-Notre-Dame-esque portrayal of a wrongly suspected taxi driver, from an over-acting & very self-conscious Tom Hardy.
Even Olivia Colman didn't live up to her reputation here; giving a mediocre performance that felt as if she had been cast the morning shooting began.
The stage show (National Theatre (surprise, surprise!)) must have been just as boring. But at least audiences didn't have to sit through the stereotypical camera shots, which feature in about ever British drama made today. About half of the film's shots must have been of fake concerned faces peering out of windows.
I found myself begging & pleading for it to end (something I never usually do in films & especially in ones based on true stories).
Unfortunately, it wouldn't even give me that and made 90 minutes feel like 180.
It was both crass & offensive, at the same time.
If you're breathing, do not see this film; it might make you stop.
1/5