County Lines

If you're not in the know about drug trafficking parlance, then the title won't mean much - but that's not so important as we get to know "Tyler" (Conrad Khan). He lives with his drop-out mum "Toni" (Ashley Madekwe) and young sister. His school life is pretty torrid and despite efforts from the teachers and his mother to help, he remains introspective and prone to violence. Then he meets "Simon" (Harris Dickinson). He's a chavvy sort of guy, black Mercedes and plenty of cash to splash - and he doesn't overtly try to recruit the young "Tyler". He waits patiently for him to come to him - and that's when the spiral begins. He can make easy money by shipping narcotics from the city to the more rural punters where supply is more limited and more lucrative. What "Tyler" doesn't realise is, though, he's just a pawn in a game - and "Simon" is using loads of other lads like him to keep him in clover. It's the increasingly stark realisation that his choices are going to leave him battered, high and dry that gets us to a denouement that is predicable, but quite potent. Dickinson does quite well as the charmingly malevolent pusher with a big smile and a ruthless streak a mile wide, Madekwe also performs strongly as the mother who must get her act together to protect what is her's - but essentially this is a story about a young man with little hope and a hell of a lot of frustrations and Khan plays that role assuredly. At times the audio mix isn't the best and coupled with their dark and dingy flat can make the film a little difficult to follow at the start, but those same filming techniques also contribute to the general bleakness of the plot.

All my life I've heard people say "They were asking for it--" regarding nearly every imaginable kind of hardship folks see others facing (including rape). Easy to be smug at your own puny achievements when you observe the calamities of others, but tomorrow you might be hit by a bus as you digit the nth tweet of the morning. Today's "culture" is so sick it's a miracle the lights are still on. As with the storyline here in "County Lines", life itself has become one endless turf war, digging private trenches, mostly invisible: your kids my kids, your stuff my stuff. And then the banality of ordinary evil, the sudden event that re-ignites neglected bonds (married couples, parents with their kids, former friends). We make mistakes, briefly show remorse, but then invariably lapse back into our old ways of utter self-interest. True renewal is an extreme accomplishment. The heroes here in "County Lines" are perhaps not the mother (albeit commendable), but the other adults around Tyler of no blood relation who invest in him: his teachers and the social worker, those silent and mainly invisible individuals who hold the rich and complex tapestry of our society together. This restrained yet subtly ambitious film belongs with Ken Loach's "Sweet Sixteen", Andrea Arnold's "Fish Tank", and not least Clio Barnard's "Selfish Giant". Thanks to a wonderful cast, and thanks to you Mr Blake for bringing them together.

A film that will have you truly trembling during some of its sequences. With a strong sense of 'less-is-more' style filmmaking - the film is infused with a haunting and symbolic use of imagery. The use of sound is implicitly effective and the cast is nothing short of extraordinary: particularly the way Conrad Khan portrays his character Tyler's transformation.

Without a hint of exaggeration... this film would be the perfect film to show in schools. County lines is a very real epidemic in the UK. This film really epitomises the extreme and unsettling lifestyle that children are being unfairly groomed into.

Delicately poignant. Toe-curling in moments, hands over eyes in others, grounded but nothing short of absolutely gripping. You were right there with them, all the time, which is a testament to the script and the cast.

Khan was phenomenal and gave outstanding performances throughout. This is completely moving and an ode to British filmmaking. The atmosphere built through the expressionist and nuanced cinematography was seriously next level and it's how it's been filmed that makes the picture so evocative.

That cold, bleak hue and fuzzy grain of a winter in working England is something I know strikes many of us watching. The complex interpersonal nature of family and our parents during adolescence. The nativity of youth and the regret and sorrow we so often feel. Craving that deep hug from a maternal figure, crying into their arms.

County Lines is a truly beautiful and timeless piece by Blake; a necessary work of catharsis, melancholy, bravery and poignancy.

It seems to me the movie is underestimated I would say it is one the best British movies I know about. The plot is kinda simple but still really interesting I don't like is these long breaks when someone starts to think.