The Last Yellow

I got this out of my local video shop, having read an article by the director defending the film and saying the press had killed it. I felt sorry for him. All I can say is, if the press destroyed this film they must have done it by changing all the words of the script before it was shot, forcing all the actors to be as unlikeable and stupid as possible, and getting behind the camera to make sure it was never quite in the right place. There's a montage of "Swinging London" in this that would not be out of place in Summer Holiday. If it's supposed to be ironic, it doesn't work. It just makes you yearn for Cliff.

This film is a kind of ensemble piece but not in that talking loud verbal battles in one room kind of way. It's rather that here are distinctive personalities instead of everyone being cool (or being the ones the cool ones pick on) as is the way in so many films. These characters are very fallable. There's who Frank still lives with his Mum on the dole and when she finally throws him out, the sons at his boarding house, one who'se life was wrecked in a violent attack and the other who, with little conception of reality, was too scared to anything when it happened. It's not heavy though, but very warm and funny, just stripped of the glamour and glitz of most films out there. It turns into a sort of thriller and doesn't fall flat as these films can that start by observing with humour then try to hold onto the humour while adding suspense. Alongside Gregory's Two Girls and Stiff Upper Lips, another very enjoyable, well-made British comedy.

My First ever review on this site so i thought i'd take it easy and pick an independent film.

I personally thought this film was awful the storyline execution was poor. The ending left you with an unfulfilled feeling. pure disappointment especially considering the narrative drive of the story was to get revenge for a brutal attack on someone that left them physically disabled.

the unsatisfying ending made the whole film seem a pointless waste of time with a few low end laughs here and there. i didn't want a typical Hollywood ending with the good guys winning but i did want an ending.

The whole film is basically a fully grown man who lives with his mum gets kicked out meets some weedy guy and they go to London zoo if this is your idea of the best conceivable plot line for a film then it's a must watch but for anyone with the slightest sense of taste should steer clear of this.

all in acceptable story line, poorly executed, poor dialogue with repetition of one world being the only defining feature of the main protagonist, poor acting and shafted at the final hurdle.

Paul Tucker's debut into film (from theatre) was a delight to watch. The movie had me laughing (and cringing) from the outset, with Mark Addy's character (Frank) trying to get attention from other drinkers in a Working Man's Club. You quickly get an idea of Frank's lonely character from this scene. The double-edged humour continues throughout the film, often making the audience laugh out loud, although I found myself tearful during a poignant black and white 'flash-back' looking back on Kenny's (Charlie Creed Miles) childhood. Frank and Kenny form an unusual friendship which comes close to breaking point when Jackie (Samantha Morton) comes into the frame. Jackie is a hard-nosed Londoner who uses her feminine charms to try and foil Frank and Kenny's plans of revenge on her boyfriend, Donut. The Last Yellow is a great Brit hit, I recommend you all see it. The movie also has a great soundtrack! Due for release on Friday 10 December 1999.

I think it's funny that the director claims the press ruined this movie, because the point where I gave up on it was roughly the point where I noticed that the supposed northern locations have London Evening Standard signs scattered about the place... I'm guessing that "KAM2" below was part of the production crew or was paid to write the review because I really can't imagine *any* other reason someone would claim that this deserves ten stars. It's hard to single out exactly what makes this such a miserable slab of offal, but if I had to plump for one thing, it's the 'big red London bus' montage where Addy and Creed-Miles ride around central London on an open-top tourist bus. It's almost as if the producers felt they needed a bit in the middle they could hack stuff out of or pad out as needed without affecting the actual plot in any way.