Directed by Idris Elba and released in its home country of the UK in 2018.
When you put my two loves together – reggae and cinema – there is no way I’m going to miss out, and for that reason alone this was my most anticipated film in a long while, and it didn’t disappoint at all.
Idris Elba does a mighty fine job in his directorial debut and while there are moments where things seem to go on for a little longer than you’d expect, on deeper reflection it clearly adds to the atmosphere Elba intends to immerse us in. We’re thrust into a criminal underworld many of us probably will never even come close to encountering in real life, but despite this we have to remember that these are still people at the end of the day – and this attribute I’m fairly sure Stringer Bell – I’m sorry, err… Idris Elba learnt from his days working on the best TV show ever made The Wire.
The film begins in Jamaica and ends in London, a tale many Afro-Caribbean Brits will no doubt be able to relate to – and while my own personal story is closer to Rico’s than that of D it’s my admiration for the music of Jamaica, and the positive message put forth by those in that very scene since its earliest days, which definitely helped me appreciate this all the more.
Plus the fact that us Brits haven’t made films like this for a long time.
With the iriest soundtrack ever put on film, and Stephen Graham chatting shit in patois – this is not a film for everybody, but this is undeniably a film for me.
Footnote: Absolute madness how the lead in this is a guy I used to watch on The Bill ten years ago.