Filth, with James McAvoy, Jamie Bell, Jim Broadbent, Joanne Froggatt & Eddie Marsan. Director, Jon S. Baird. Though the film reminded me of Harvey Keitel’s Bad Lieutenant (1992), it had it’s own ambiance, the Scottish gloom, & the lead character had his own twisted issues.
McAvoy was over the top, in this bad boy soap opera with near hallucinogenic, bouncing camera filming; meant to portray an out of control & drugged up cop. It was also, almost too much to sit through; but the film managed to throttle itself down to a level that was interesting & depressing at the same time.
While it’s not my idea of a partial comedy, schizophrenia rarely is, there were some moments that were deceptively brutal. Ergo, the comedy. Yes, I was shocked a few times; but as an American my focus was on trying to comprehend the dialect. It’s very American to misread the Scots & their lingo.
I recommend the film. It’s kitschy. McAvoy is purposeful, to say the least.