Edgar Wright director, he of the "Shaun of the Dead" trilogy changes tack here with this well acted, well written and well everything really.
A newcomer to me, Thomasin McKenzie, a charming young New Zealander has this key lead here. She loves the music of my era, the 1960's, what one erudite young man calls 'granny crap". She lives with her grandmother, the delightful Rita Tushingham, but decides to try to make a career as a dress designer in London.
Off she goes to art school but gets lumbered with an overbearing room mate so finds a bed sit (I remember them well) and takes a room on a big house owned by Diana Rigg, sadly in her last role, because she's as good as I've ever seen her.
Diana is a no nonsense tough old bird who runs her boarding house with a rod of iron. Our heroine settles in but previously had the ability to see her dead mum. She doesn't see her here in the bed sit but does start to have vivid, violent dreams that make her wonder if she's going mad. Well, is she? That's what the viewer is left to decide. Terence Stamp is an ageing Cockney playboy who seems to stalk her and Sam Claflin pops up briefly for no apparent reason I could see.
Her main problem arises with Matt Smith, a guy she meets when she mysteriously finds herself walking the streets of London and time shifting into the 1960's. Smith is a smarmy wide boy who takes a shine to Thomasin but who then shape shifts into the stunningly charismatic Anya Taylor-Joy, a night club singer and dancer.
Confusing, but an explanation comes about after much horror and our heroine seeing multiple dead people, a spectacular climax that I didn't see coming. Very cleverly written story and I loved it.
A newcomer to me, Thomasin McKenzie, a charming young New Zealander has this key lead here. She loves the music of my era, the 1960's, what one erudite young man calls 'granny crap". She lives with her grandmother, the delightful Rita Tushingham, but decides to try to make a career as a dress designer in London.
Off she goes to art school but gets lumbered with an overbearing room mate so finds a bed sit (I remember them well) and takes a room on a big house owned by Diana Rigg, sadly in her last role, because she's as good as I've ever seen her.
Diana is a no nonsense tough old bird who runs her boarding house with a rod of iron. Our heroine settles in but previously had the ability to see her dead mum. She doesn't see her here in the bed sit but does start to have vivid, violent dreams that make her wonder if she's going mad. Well, is she? That's what the viewer is left to decide. Terence Stamp is an ageing Cockney playboy who seems to stalk her and Sam Claflin pops up briefly for no apparent reason I could see.
Her main problem arises with Matt Smith, a guy she meets when she mysteriously finds herself walking the streets of London and time shifting into the 1960's. Smith is a smarmy wide boy who takes a shine to Thomasin but who then shape shifts into the stunningly charismatic Anya Taylor-Joy, a night club singer and dancer.
Confusing, but an explanation comes about after much horror and our heroine seeing multiple dead people, a spectacular climax that I didn't see coming. Very cleverly written story and I loved it.