Bang On
To the Duke of York cinema at 4pm for the premiere of Chris Morris’ film Four Lions. A kindhearted film with a faint aura of Cliff Richard’s Summer Holiday. Birds, sheep, policemen and Heimlich-manoueuvring Samaritans explode. The swearing is in Sheffield accented English and Urdu. Perfect casting and a memorable script. If we can’t get a laugh out of our home-grown jihadis there’s not much left but to wait for Cameron to piss on us and call it trickle-down. Morris has made a quintessentially English film, an Ealing comedy up-to-date. It will need subtitles for the subtitles for the US where those who find it funny will give me slight hope.
