Down Terrace Review

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Father and son, Bill (Robert Hill) and Karl (Robin Hill), emerge from prison determined to unmask the police informant threatening their family business.


A vicious darwinism operates within this bleakly hilarious reclamation of the British crime genre from peddlers of mockney muppetry. Determined to punish the narc who put them inside, father and son small-timers Robert and Robin Hill lure the suspects to their Brighton home. Deadpan is the watchword for this seaside homage to The Sopranos, with the slapstick insouciance of the assassinations only enhancing its cult appeal. Robert Hill and wife Julia Deakin seethe contempt for their minions, while Robin Hill veers between brattish tantrums and clumsy romantic gestures that disguise his darker purpose. Surreal and sinister, this is a savvy exercise in anti-social realism.

The father and son chemistry give this blackly-comic slice of social realism a dose of Ealing-lite wit.