"...So, too, Debbie
Isitt, who carved her reputation on stage with a series of blacker-than-thou
comedies with twists that made your eyes water. Her cracking first
feature film, Nasty Neighbours, finished just two weeks before she
gave birth to her daughter, is a ripping yarn from the depths of
Phil Daniels and Rachel Fielding are the neighbours from hell.
They are flash gits: rude, aggressive, upwardly mobile and noisy
in bed, Ricky Tomlinson and Marion Bailey are the long-suffering
elders of this particular cul-de-sac. He's a hopeless double-glazing
salesman up to his eyeballs in debt: his wife is quite mad. They
hanker after the old neighbours who've moved to Australia. They
want to make an impression on the new.
The voyeuristic eye of a documentary camera - easily the most
prolific cinematic gambit in this Venice festival - plots the satisfyingly
awful breakdown of relationships. What's exciting is the improvisational
edge of aspirations locked in mortal combat.
Festivals can be cruelly revealing. If there's a single performance
I will take away from Venice, it's Tomlinson's interfering old bastard.
Crazed with jealousy, unhinged by his wife's loop-to-loop tape of
songs by the Gypsy Kings and left behind by society, Tomlinson's
little Englander is a fully fledged monster. The truly horrifying
bit is that your heart goes out to him."