Originally Posted by WOOLCOCK
Ending is so chilling and wonderful. I also love the reveal with his brother towards the end.
Another overlooked touch is the cinematography imo. Meadows creates this quaint and eerily familiar Yorkshire countryside atmosphere and little touches like the gang grabbing weapons out of a closet littered with hoovers and general house essentials just amazes me. The fact we get to spend time observing the men being hunted and how pitiful they are is just exquisite in asking us to consider who is truly the monster.
Originally Posted by Hanoi Cheyenne
showed the movie to a canadian mate of mine a while back and he couldnt get passed how bumbling and pathetic all the villains seemed, he was probably expecting some Guy Ritchie type comedy cockneys. The guys in DMS are such legit realistic small town dealer scumbags, remind of people I knew growing up, you almost feel sorry for them for how ill equiped they are to deal with the situation.
The 'dosing' scene is always my favourite, it goes from funny to disturbing to terrifying in a few minutes. Still have this movie as my no 1 of the 00s.
I got home after thinking I'd seen this movie and I saw it on Netflix and realised I hadn't. So I rolled up and sat down, the Mrs was out so I could do what the fuck I wanted and I put on DMS. Oh boy what a treat.
It reminded me of an "incident" that happened when I was at school. These lads tried humiliating me one day after school by tripping me up and throwing stuff at me, they were only a year older but there was about 4 or 5 of them. I wasn't the biggest lad. I got hit in the head by an old tennis racket that someoen threw at me, it bloody hurt so I picked up the racket and was going to go at them but decided it wasn't a good idea.
So, later that evening about 6-7pm I decided to knock on one of the lads doors, he lived right by the school, so I'd seen him go in and out of his house. I knock on the door and his younger brother answers. I ask him if his brother (we'll call him Dave) Dave was in, he said yeah and went to get him.
He got to the door and without saying a word I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him onto his front garden punching him repeatedly in the face, resisting the urge to shout what's my name?. He didn't like it obviously and kept asking why I was doing this. I said nothing, I knew he knew why I was pissed off. Silly bastard, didn't ever look at me again.
Anyway, yeah so my Mrs gets home and finds me on the sofa during the "dosing scene" and she can literally see my heart pumping through my chest. Great movie the end is amazing.