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Film Editorial

drunkenbutterflies.jpg An arthouse Geordie Shore…
 

Shot on a micro-budget Drunken Butterflies is a film that details the lives of a bunch of young women in Newcastle who fight, break-up, make-up (and get made up).

I wish filmmakers had the wherewithal to shoot a version of Drunken Butterflies back in Victorian times. Because such a film would now give us a unique insight into the trials and tribulations of a certain section of society back in the 1800s, just as this film will shine a light onto working class young women in the year 2014 for future generations. The story loosely concerns a day in the life of six Byker lasses who are recovering from the aftermath of a party, and its rancorous fallings-out, and the preparations for the next one. And while we get a blizzard of blue WKD, nail art and discussions on the pitfalls of vajazzling, we also get, in the best scenes, a real sense of camaraderie among the women, the actors giving incredibly naturalistic performances. The characters also have major gripes with each other and a real patina of violence permeates throughout, which occasionally spills over into physical assaults. The film falls down by trying to introduce too much plotting towards the end (the male characters, although used sparingly, should have been dispensed with all together) but it is imaginatively shot and comes over like a cross between Lynn Ramsey’s 2002 film Morvern Callar and reality TV monster The Only Way Is Essex.

Seek: drunkenbutterfliesfilm.com