Harry Brown

Its miserable its damn good, but this will bring you down

 It could be the life Michael Mickelwaite never lived. A widower. Ex services. Wearing a tie everyday. As his wife slips away. Harry plays chess in an estate pub. Whilst the world goes to the dogs. The opening scene had a youtube gang initation and then a single mother being shot at by a dug crazed youth on a motorbike. His friend and neighbour is victimised by a gang of youths. Is eventully murdered after cracking up and waving a bayonet at his tormentors. As he tried to walk through an underpass to cross the street The youths lurking and the dangers they possess point to a plot point in the film Which is why I am a law and order conservative. The underpass scene is Its a sad life. Harrys friend dies a lonely death. He is mourned only by Harry. Two widowers. Harry had lost a daughter. The colloquy between Harry, and the two drug dealers/ armourers. One Mancunian. One somewhat Essex. Is nightmarish. Harry walks through an indoor pot farm. The druggies have a plasma TV. Which plays one of them having sex with a stoned or comatose possibly underage girl. The Imagery in my mind when seeing this film was of Northern Ireland in the 1970s' and 1980. Its confirmed later when Harry describes watching a comrade bleed out after being shot in the chest. Its all there. The landrovers. The post war housing estates. Even having Irish Nurse and a bar man. The drug dealers despite their patois are lilly white. The Mr Big is a skin. An Essex boy. A Football hooligan from central casting. The Writers/directors dodge a point when they have the youths rip off someones car. The owner is clearly a black man Most of the victims of the hoodies are the poor, and in real life the darker skinned and the illegal The hoodies whine about the police not protecting them, but prey on others. They record their actions on mobile phones. The ``Kingpins'' of the peace, all seem to be linked by homosexuality. I am not sure where the writer/director is going here. Is it to contrast with Harry. Harry as a widower. A Knight errant protecting maidens. Another sign of the collapse of the old order. Or Jailhouse rules applied to the outside world. The meanest prisoners prey on the weaker ones anyway they can. Harry and his friends, are trapped The murder is filmed on a mobile phone. Emily Mortimer plays the DI investigating the drugs and murders on the Estate. She tries to bring some civility, telling off a Det Srgt for referring to a notice of death as a death o gram. She is a product of the fast track graduate school of the Met. She is something of a white knight. She volunteered for the position. Turning down a nice job in Fraud. When Emily breaks the news to Harry/Caine she almost seems to be crying. There is sad sense of inevitabilty. The D-S notes that Noel's father was a C__T Noel is a C__T he will have C__Ty kids. The hoodies blow a drug deal because they the harrass and then scare off a couple. The full horror of the lumpenproletariat. The film does not revel in violence. Harry falls, in pursuit of his quarry. It takes a long time to get to the action. Harry after killing a junkie-mugger cleans and dumps his clothes. A frightened old man in his dressing ground The film is a bit confused. We are supposed to feel some pity for the hoodies. It sneers at the police, but they come in deus ex machina. The villians hide behind the coppers. Don't expect them to have radios or phones. I suspect a happy ending was tacked on A great performance by Caine. He can still play the everyman

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