A damning indictment of Brexit Britain.
All the scenes between Charlie and his poor mother, the drum teacher and shop owner are brutal and rare. The scene where he refuses to take his medication is something else.
I can't think of many contemporary film-makers who have the balls to make feature-films like this.
The harsh aesthetic and use docu/improv reminded me of Cassavetes' Faces and Ferrara's Bad Lieutenant.
As unpleasant, depressing, amoral and nihilistic as LOON is; you have to accept it's courage and authenticity.
This is real cinema. An antidote to the mindless garbage may make you feel content in the moment but empty afterwards. LOON makes you guilty for watching, and yet somehow rewarded for surviving it.
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