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I also have the screensaver set up to the movie poster
option. So, whenever things have
been idle for five minutes, up comes a parade of movie posters. Some are upcoming movies while others
have come and flopped. Some are
new to iTunes, while others are apparently available on other services.
It’s some great advertising. And it’s how I first came across Filth.
I saw Filth's poster splash across my tv screen numerous times, which probably worked to some subliminal type effect. But it made me check it out. Filth is only the second film starring James McAvoy that
I’ve seen. The first was
Trance. I liked this one
better.
Filth is very well put together as a film. It’s not really a mystery, but there is
a reveal and several clues that lead you to it. There was definitely a line that stuck out to me and made
immensely more sense later in the film.
It’s a stylistic film, where the stylishness can be
distracting in the beginning but works in it’s favor as the pieces fall
together. It may not be everyone’s
cup of tea, but for me it really worked, especially within the narrative of the
film.
I’m a sucker for a film about someone in pain who is
self-medicating in excess. There’s
something about someone in denial that I find captivating. McAvoy’s Bruce is a manic mess in
Filth, but that’s a good thing here.
The supporting cast is equally strong. Eddie Marsan is completely believable
as the meek Bladesey and genuinely entertaining to watch. Jamie Bell’s Lennox is equally
fun. And I’ve been a fan of Shauna
Macdonald since MI-5, so seeing her as Carole was certainly a treat.
But I really love that final act. I won’t spoil the reveal, but I loved it. Like I said, I dig broken people and
Bruce is definitely broken. But there are also moments when you feel badly for
Bruce, who is a horrible human being, which is an accomplishment.
Filth is on Netflix and definitely worth checking out.
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