RubyMouse

There are some good points made in this documentary but I find it hard to believe that in 2018 such a male product can be made where the only women are one runner and a wife who scurries in with plates of food for the menfolk. A man narrates, interviews men about male issues and male performance, there's a section on erections, there are lots of male talking heads and the narrator is concerned about his Dad. Even all the graphics and statistics are about men. It is so one sided that if you are a woman like me you end up wanting to throw a brick at your television - are there NO women athletes? No female experts? No vegans who are girls?

The first half of this film is a hectic and fun ride. Lots of sex, nudity, drugs, drinking etc but also with humour and heart. Sadly, the latter part absolutely drags and I can hardly believe someone in production didn't say 'oh, for god's sake, get on with it!" as looking for a missing person seemed to be filmed in real time it was so slow. The whole thing became so boring. I understand that, to some extent, is the point. It's tiresome for us, the little people, to be messed around by the wealthy, to be cast aside, to miss family events, to be scared we will lose our jobs etc but it was still a painfully slow watch when most of the characters are flawed and increasingly annoying.

I thought the cast were excellent and resolution well done.

Steve Coogan, as others have said, is uncannily like Jimmy Saville. His mannerisms, voice, way of walking even the pauses between his words is so like Saville if you closed your eyes you'd believe it was him. The film quality is also superb with great attention to period detail. On the downside, I think I would have preferred the true story - or as close to truth as one could get in a dramatisation based on real events but events that require a sensitivity in approach. I found myself constantly questioning whether something happened or not. Also, I'm struggling to get through it because while Coogan is utterly superb in so many ways, he simply cannot pass for an extremely slender young man in his 20s. If they couldn't afford the fabulous new de-aging tech, then a bit of blurring to lift his jowls or a younger body double would have helped me suspend disbelief.