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Home is Where the Fucking Heart Is – Nemesis Reviewed

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If the term, “Sothcottian” isn’t already in use, it’s long overdue. As surely the most prolific and distinctive film producer in Britain, with his ensemble casts, tried and tested formulae and ever-present 12th man in the form of London itself, you always have a pretty good idea of what you’re going to get. There’s never any need to take your eyes off the screen and check IMDb to see what one of the actors has done recently – they did another Jonathan Sothcott film. That’s not to say, however, that he is not adverse to pulling the rug from under you. His latest film, Nemesis, director by James Crow, postures to go exactly where you’d imagine a London-based gangster film to go, then takes a scenic route into a home invasion spectacular with Billy Murray tied up next to his family and the clock ticking. Put your feet up, this is the shitting, bastarding The Purge with knobs on.

Visiting London from his sun-drenched villa in Turkey, gangster John Morgan is mulling over hanging up his boots. His wife (actually JS’s wife, Jeanine Nerissa Sothcott) and daughter (played by Ambra Moore, Sir Roger’s granddaughter) would be happy to see him at home more, whilst other gangland bigwigs (great to see Julian Glover on screen), not to mention wayward cop Frank Conway (the ubiquitous Nick Moran playing a character intent on getting a full-house on grizzled cop bingo – drunk – check; outside the law check etc) fully support a move into the land of pipe and slippers. So far, so unremarkable, until a dinner party with brother Richard (Frank Harper) leads to some ill-advised boozing and a terrible mess to clean up the following day.

The second half of the film – the home invasion bit – comes well sign-posted but with several nice twists and a surprising amount of tension. You’ll be staggered how long it’s possible to point a gun at someone without pulling the trigger. At one point I was trying to judge how evil someone was by the amount of stubble they had or by how gravelly their voice was but to save you the effort, my science experiment was inconclusive. Billy Murray is clearly in his element and his enthusiasm appears to have transferred to the rest of the cast, all of whom are turned up to 11 without the whole thing turning into a pantomime. There are some brilliant turns of phrase – I haven’t heard anyone say “piss and vinegar” for donkey’s years and the swearing is never less than inventive and delivered with barely-contained relish.

Where does all this leave us? Well, it won’t have Mary Beard or Will Gompertz trying to analyse it, and for that we can be grateful. This is a film – like all Jonathan’s work – made to entertain. It’s not trying to change the world, it’s not posturing as high art and it doesn’t go on for two-and-a-half hours. To watch a film without a huge amount of unnecessary baggage and to be able to turn at least half your brain off for 90 minutes feels like a rare treat – how did we ever paint ourselves into a corner like this?

Buy Nemesis in all the obvious places from 29th March or check out more on Shogun Films’ website

Directed by James Crow

Written by Adam Stephen Kelly

Produced by Jonathan Sothcott

Starring Billy Murray, Nick Moran, Frank Harper, Julian Glover, Ricky Grover, Bruce Payne, Lucy Aarden, Jeanine Nerissa Sothcott, Ambra Moore, Danny Bear, Rupert Holliday-Evans and Rebecca Ferdinando

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Written by Daz Lawrence

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