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Nil By Mouth
cast: Ray Winstone, Kathy Burke, Laila Morse, and Charlie Creed-Miles
writer and director: Gary Oldman
123 minutes (18) 1996
widescreen ratio 1.78:1
20th Century Fox DVD Region 2 retail
RATING:
9/10
reviewed by Barry Forshaw
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Is Gary Oldman's highly impressive directorial debut a celebration of his East End roots?
For most of its gruelling running time, it's hard to see Nil By Mouth in anything
but the most scarifying terms, as the squalid picture of drunkenness, violent abuse and
drug-taking presents a picture of working class lives which are impoverished in every
possible sense of the term. But then a moment happens - near the end of the film - a brief
glimpse of the humanity and warmth possible among the dispossessed. Most of the time,
though, the characters are totally given over to the relentless four-letter abuse that
everyone - including the women - routinely converse in. Language here is as dead and
meaningless as the lives of the protagonists, their swearword-laden inarticulacy a mirror
of their blighted lives.
But if all of this makes the idea of watching the film sound dispiriting,
it's anything but that; so manifold is the artistry on display here. Not least Ray Winstone,
as the violent, alcoholic wife-beating petty criminal Ray, a portrait of incoherent brutality
to set beside De Niro's similar turn in Raging Bull. Winstone and his director-writer
withhold our sympathy for the character for most of the film - a daring move, as Ray is so
appalling - then a crucial speech about his unloving father makes us understand, if not
forgive (and this is not handled in any facile, pop-psychology fashion). Kathy Burke is
equally persuasive as Ray's brutalised, pregnant wife, abusing her own body (and that of
her unborn child) with endless cigarettes almost as tirelessly as Ray, who spares himself
no possible indulgence.
There are no epiphanies here, and Oldman avoids a linear narrative (key
moments happen off-screen), but a scene in a pub in which the women of the film enjoy the
great popular songs of the golden era (Can't Help Lovin' Dat Man and My Heart
Belongs To Daddy) encapsulates the indomitable human spirit that is Gary Oldman's real
concern. Let's hope one of his turns as a Hollywood villain facilitates another directorial
outing as powerful as Nil By Mouth (finance for the film came from such sources as
Francis Ford Coppola, for whom Oldman played an over-mannered Dracula, and Coppola's
Apocalypse Now gets a witty riff spun on it in Oldman's movie.
Regrettably there are no extras - if ever a film cried out for a documentary
in which the director articulated his vision, it's Nil By Mouth.
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