Nil By Mouth
Monday, December 7th, 1998
Director : Gary Oldman
With : Ray Winstone, Kathy Burke
“Nil By Mouth” is one of the most emotionally brutal movies I have seen in many years. In fact, not since the bleak Scottish film “Breaking the Waves” and the gripping New Zealand film “Once Were Warriors” has anyone had the courage to make a film quite so devastating. Gary Oldman’s directorial debut spares no truth from the telling. Not unlike the gritty lower/middle class English films by Ken Loach (Riff Raff, Raining Stones) and Mike Leigh (Naked, Secrets & Lies), Oldman’s England is a landscape that is literally and figuratively hard to understand. The language is intensely thick and hard to decipher, but meets perfectly the often violent and angry working class English-ness of the film. There is a roughness to both the cinematography, a slightly choppy and in-your-face British “Mean Streets” Scorsese style, and the language that neatly compliments the gruff personalities on the screen.
“Nil By Mouth” is a roughly autobiographical piece (dedicated to director Gary Oldman’s father- but more like “Mommy Dearest” than some sappy made for TV movie) that explores the abusive dynamics of a family walking on shards of love. The film focuses on a hapless woman named Valerie and her extremely dysfunctional family, which includes her husband, the abusive, alcoholic and drug using Raymond, her junkie brother Billy, and her mother Laila. Oldman spares nothing is his portrayal of the bitter realities of life on London’s social and economic fringe. In one scene, Laila takes her son Billy, who is going through severe heroin withdrawal, to buy a fix. She is forced to watch as her son shoots up in the back of her car, trying to force herself to swallow her tears.




