"Wasteman" - Review

Taylor (David Jonsson) is an inmate working in the prison kitchens, informed that he is eligible for early release due to the strain on the system. As he prepares for release, and keeps his head down, he is given a new cellmate in the form of Dee (Tom Blyth) - an impulsive, violent, arrogant man intent on becoming the new contraband master of the cells.

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A remarkable, tense prison movie. It opens on a 70s wide shot of the bars Taylor peers out of, and some harrowing mobile phone footage of a beating, so we know exactly what we are in for. Jonsson, basically proving himself to be "cheat mode" for actors, continues his home run of diverse, interesting, fantastic performances with a nuanced, physical squirrelly Taylor. As always he is fantastic. The film is simultaneously a well-written boiling point movie (from writers Eoin Doran and Hunter Andrews), with impeccable use of mobile phone and surveillance footage to add a gritter, seedier look at the grit behind bars (but never grit for the sake of it: the opening is genuinely nasty and unpleasant but establishes the sky-high stakes of messing with the sneering Paul, a change of pace for Alex Hassell, and Gaz played by Corin Silva with a subtler unpredictability; whilst the anarchic nihilism of people "on the album tour of the wings" and showing off machetes is such specific absurdity that it must be from a real story); and also a damning look at the prison system: unerstaffing, crumbling infrastructure, rampant drug use and no time to care or stop anything due to the underpayment (I liked the little detail of a guard finishing his packet of crisps with resignation as an alarm goes off, cutting off his break) and understaffing. It's a grimy, gritty, lower budget fare, and the escalation is brilliant, handled impeccably by director Cal McMau and carried effortlessly by Jonsson.
For me, however, a true sign of talent was Tom Blyth: an actor who managed to go toe-to-toe, blow-for-blow, scene for scene with David Jonsson is not only worthy of respect and admiration, but paying atention to for the future. He makes Dee not simply terrifying, unpredictable and genuinely a force of menace on screen whom you know is lurking in the alleyways of less-privileged neighbourhoods without resorting to anything cartoony, but he and the other more feral bastards' moments of humanity imbue with with a darker, horrifying amplification of their menace: he genuinely looks out for Taylor when he finds out he has a son, you can see them actually maybe one day being friends, and he has tears in his eyes when he is asked what he did to be placed behind bars; is it a remorse, or a realisation that he has placed himself in a death spiral and is losing the humanity he sees in Taylor? Impeccable lightning rod performances from both he and Jonsson, the best of the year so far aside from maybe Rose Byrne.
A brutal, gruelling watch, and an audacious debut which I will not watch again for some time.