it's a challenge to even get into this film. For one the lighting is pitiful and the sound? great chunks of dialogue swallowed up whole and unintelligibly between accents and mumbles. Lots of gaping chasms of no script filled with country and western music with a soupçon of Negro ballads overlaid. A bar scene with cowboy hatted and booted line dancers was ludicrous. I had to shake my head a few times and assure myself this was taking place in Northern England. There is no plot. No romantic development between the two leads apart from ye olde meaningful looks.
Pete Postlethwaite plays the boss of a ragtag crew of painters who are hired to paint some high-voltage electrical towers. Under the table. Rachel Griffiths comes along and bingo she's hired after walking around the inside walls of a pub. Yeah, you read that right.
A weird scene is the two of them running around inside a water tower, fully naked. It reeks of X-Rating titillation. The money shot. And yes weird and out of context.
None of the other characters have lives or backgrounds or romances. Just Pete and Rachel. The others exist only to provide backdrop and crude comments.
A complete waste of awesome talent. 2 out of 10.
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