80s fetish meets ultra-violence


I got to see Nick Love’s follow-up to The Football Factory – The Business. It is brilliant and crap at the same time. It manages to encapsulate all the things I loved and hated about the 1980s and then uses the scenery of Southern Spain to pump it up a 1000. Highlights, leisure suits, rubiks cubes, GMTV, Margaret Thatcher and Duran Duran define the plebian culture that permeates throughout the film. No matter how rich the characters get, they drag themselves down.

Its a classic gangster flick of a young lad in way over his head. He becomes a villain by inches and makes mistakes which he eventually learns from along the way. Some of the crims are straight out of The Sweeney and then some.

The plot is well played out and is a cracking watch…