*Afternoon. Home. Rotherham.
**Streamed on Prime.
*First Watch.
Directed with such urgency, such anger and vim by the wonderful Paul Andrew Williams,
Bull is a really good, relentless revenge thriller - with such intense bloody violence that only a British indie could get away with.
There’s some recognisable faces in the cast here, which could insinuate some sort of negative, trope-y ‘Eastend gangsta’ film but it never really veers that way, sure, it’s trope-y but it uses them in interesting ways and the supernatural road it takes isn’t cringe either.
Obviously the stand out here is Neil Maskell, who smashes it on the head. Every ounce of resentment oozes out of every pour. It’s a powerhouse performance, echoing that of Paddy Considine from
Dead Man’s Shoes - which is a clear influence here.
Bull isn’t moving any mountains but it is a solid, solid film with some over the top, but ultimately satisfying violence. It goes down a route you’d expect but second guess on that expectation and it sticks the landing it sets out for. Very decent.