The first wholly Scottish feature for many a year proves debuting filmmaker Bill Forsyth has an entertaining touch.
Forsyth’s screenplay, largely set in the city’s dank demolition areas, plots a motley bunch of unemployed lads, amiably led by Robert Buchanan, who heist a hundred stainless steel sinks in a boisterous bid to embark on an essentially light-hearted life of crime.
The central joke – the absurdity of seeing sinks as likely hot sellers – is hardly strong enough to carry a full-length film. But Forsyth’s incidental observations, and the generally high standard of playing by non-professionals, help to offset the fact that most scenes could be pruned to advantage. Technical credits are remarkable considering the almost invisible production budget.