feel utterly miserable saying it but this was terrible. a honking script, somewhere between mary poppins and eastenders. nuts and bolts filmmaking. complete antithesis of what a steve mcqueen film is to me. so televisual too (cbbc). if a film wants to show me all the ways we live on a racist little island, it doesn’t also have to have benjamin clementine stand up and actually say that racism is bad especially during wartime. widows had so much to say about race,…

I always go into independent scottish films with a great deal of goodwill. but god this was so shite. trying very hard to be iconic and smart and youthful and just coming across as reductive and amateurish. all the women were mums, or sex objects, or assistants, and killjoys blocking all the men's fun. speaking of which, all the dudes were desperately awful and yet the main one, all his dreams come true, he is constantly on the receiving end…