Impressive look at an alienated and lonely culture where no-one really expects anything genuinely good of anyone else; further exacerbating both the anomie and the negative expectations. Here, people do not relate to one another but play a game of acting in each other's presence to conceal the loveless need inside. Yet this play-acting results in the self-fulfilling prophecy of never finding anyone genuine to have a satisfying human relationship with. The peculiar characteristic of White English culture - a rigidly-hierarchical social class system - is shown as the source of much of this cultural tension and furthered by an education system that does not teach independence but the dependence that leads to the malaise described here.
The desperate loneliness shown here leads people to do strange things: Suicide, superficiality, sexual promiscuity, stereotyping, wanting something for nothing, physical violence, snobbery, imperialism, etc. but there is no love here nor any prospect of any as the impeccably-drawn and well-acted characters wend their weary way through needfully-explicit movie. What is worst of all is that the young know adults are lying to them when they tell them to get a good education to improve their lives when it cannot make you happy.
While this lacks the incisiveness of something like Look Back in Anger, it wears its heart on its sleeve well.
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