One of the most interesting aspects of the film is its bleak depiction
of post-war London. Attention focuses on the working class squalor of bombed
out London, which gels perfectly if starkly with the film’s darker themes;
however, the scenes in London pubs, each one a rowdy, drinking choir, reminds
us of what was lost when jukeboxes and televisions became pub fixtures. Much
maligned karaoke nights may be a snugger fit within the British social
landscape than we usually imagine. Hester’s naive ecstasy when trying to join
the singing without knowing the words is exceptionally moving.
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Wednesday, 15 April 2015
Mini Film Review: The Deep Blue Sea
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