If you like your humour as black as blindness, then you'll find these comic. They're on the border between profound and touching emotion and mawkish sentiment. I think that the brilliance of the acting mainly keeps them on the profound side, but I see that one reviewer finds that just that brilliance kept him from experiencing the raw emotion because, ironically, it made them seem less real, but that wasn't my experience.
I say mainly because Bob Hoskins obsessive-compulsive gangster was the weakest of the three, though it was funny.
Sheila Hancock's was the strongest performance but I might be swayed by the sound argument it presents for the legalisation of assisted suicide - why should people have to travel to Zurich? What tiny act of kindness could not, in the cold light of a courtroom, be judged to have been 'assistance' to suicide?
Rhys Ifans was amusing in a grim, Welsh way, and the bleakness of the story reminded me of 'House of America', another sodden Welsh blanket of a film. The plot, though, was not packed with surprising twists.
I say mainly because Bob Hoskins obsessive-compulsive gangster was the weakest of the three, though it was funny.
Sheila Hancock's was the strongest performance but I might be swayed by the sound argument it presents for the legalisation of assisted suicide - why should people have to travel to Zurich? What tiny act of kindness could not, in the cold light of a courtroom, be judged to have been 'assistance' to suicide?
Rhys Ifans was amusing in a grim, Welsh way, and the bleakness of the story reminded me of 'House of America', another sodden Welsh blanket of a film. The plot, though, was not packed with surprising twists.
