Sorry folks, but I lived through the London of the 50's and 60's and this is typical John Osborne overloading on venom. Of course it was a startling stage play in London used to the genteel works of Rattigan and Coward. Looking back now and seeing the total negativity of Osborne to all the success and plaudits he enjoyed in his long life it's obvious that he was NEVER happy or satisfied with the way his work was received and used his work to scream about it. Osborne treated his wives, friends and girlfriends very badly, always felt hard done by and I feel he always regretted NOT being a genuine working class hero. This film has dated horribly, Burton chews the scenery, Ure and Bloom are just pale feminine cyphers, the "real life" scenes in the street market and pub are hopeless, even Ure's family are stereotyped expat Brits from the days of the Raj.... Worth watching for the few street scenes of late 50's London before all the bomb sites and general scuzziness got "gentrified
Review of Look Back in Anger
