100 minute running time … incredibly grim, I only made it 20 minutes in before going to fast forward … who wants to see the squalid lives of white working-class (or lower) Brits from 1960? Just awful. I have John Farr to blame for recommending this one (yes, there’s a gay angle), but it’s just dreadful “Kitchen Sink Realism” stuff, nothing redeeming about it. Farr writes that “Richardson’s work stunned sixties audiences with its groundbreaking treatment of homosexuality and interracial relationships,“ but I don’t care about any of that in 2021.