This movie presents an incredibly somber and disheartening narrative. David Thewlis portrays Johnny, a dissolute and aggressive man from Manchester who finds himself without shelter in London. He makes his way to the residence of his former partner, Louise (Lesley Sharp). They briefly resume their relationship, but he quickly loses interest in what she can offer him and returns to the streets for various interactions with the city’s nighttime inhabitants, which unfold as a collection of peculiar vignettes. While Johnny is pursuing other women, Louise and her roommate, Sophie (Catrin Cartlidge), are being intimidated by their landlord, Jeremy (Greg Crutwell), whose sexual aggression reaches disturbing levels. Ultimately, the streets exact retribution on Johnny, forcing him to return to Louise’s home where events finally culminate in a confrontation. The film has a feel reminiscent of an observational documentary. The photography style complements the angry and sometimes sharp dialogue, creating characters who shift between being irritating and vulnerable, aggressive and even affectionate – albeit in a twisted way. Thewlis delivers a strong performance, as does Crutwell, who spends much of his screen time in underwear, projecting a menace that seems improbable given his small stature, yet somehow succeeds. Lesley Sharp is also effective; however, it’s difficult to understand what she could have possibly found appealing about the thin and repulsive Johnny. Perhaps that's what elevates this film beyond its bleakness. It isn’t an enjoyable experience, nor do I believe it conveys any significant or insightful message – but it’s still worth seeing.

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