Sunday 14 June 2020

Finding Your Feet (Richard Loncraine, 2017)

You only have to take the stalwart luvvie cast list (Imrie, Staunton, Spall, Sessions, Lumley) together with the setting (Notting Hill or thereabouts) to know that the end result of feeding these into a film autogenerator will only be a feelgood product for middle-aged, middle-class people, most likely with bittersweet overtones and a life-affirming message. And so it proves. The plot, in which prim Imelda Staunton is cheated on by her husband and goes to live with her free-spirited sister, gradually loosening up in the process, is a strictly join-the-dots affair. Of course Imrie, as her sister, cares not a jot for social decorum. Of course Spall as her new love interest appears rough at first and then is revealed to be deep. And of course she'll leave her old life in the end. Still, while both audience and cast remain securely within their comfort zone throughout, it's like a good Sunday roast: comforting fare without any nasty surprises.

5/10


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