Don’t believe a word of the hype. Looking for Eric is not a Ken Loach comedy. It is, in several places, a very funny film indeed. But it is not a comedy. At a far fetched push you might call it a rom-com or a social satire. Me? I just think it’s another brilliant Loachian movie. (Can you believe he’s been at it for 45, yes 45, years since he wriote three episodes for z cars)?
It’s so sad, so desperate in places and then, yes, so funny.
And then there’s Eric (Cantona). Ooh ah!
And his goals. Ooh la la!
And his cod (sorry sardine) philosophising. Oops ah!
The Cantona character is inspired, as it is so self-deprecating- not a quality one associates with the French.
I loved this film; so did Mrs G (I love the Cameo too, where we saw it – although the seats in Cameo 2 were so uncomfortable that I was considering asking for a refund).
God, there I go again. Moan, moan, moan.
Why is it so good? I think it’s the way Loach makes his characters so utterly believable and, particularly in this movie, sympathetic. And as I always, always say it’s because of the writing which is nailed on by long time collaborator Paul Laverty).
One of the back stories, about the elder stepson of Eric the postman (our hero played to perfection by Steve Evets in, I think, his first Loach movie) is really the backbone of the film. The eldest stepson (Gerard Kearns of Shameless fame) gets embroiled in some nasty business with a local gangland thug and threatens to destabilise Eric’s whole fragile existance. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and that is certainly proved here.
It’s a gem. A true Brit movie classic with a wee bit of the Auld Alliance thrown in.
J’adore Eric Cantona!