Veteran director Ken Loach (Kes, The Wind That Shakes the Barley) is a no nonsense storyteller who wears his anger firmly on his sleeve. Social and political injustice dramatisations are told with passionate integrity.
I, Daniel Blake is no different – a quietly devastating film of the destruction of an individual by an uncaring system. Suffering a heart-attack at 59 and advised by medical experts not return to work in the foreseeable future, Daniel finds himself up against a system that ignores that same expert medical advice in its push to get him back to work immediately – any kind of work. And if he won’t do as he is told – well, there’s always the food banks.
As Daniel, stand-up comedian and occasional TV actor Dave Johns is the superb backbone of this damning critique of government policy. But, whilst the anger is palpable, the story is told quietly, gently and with a large dose of Newcastle humour.