5 Feet of Fury

Self-flagellatory pornography designed for white liberal pillocks: “Guerilla” reviewed by James Delingpole

Yeah, I hear it’s shit.

Does it include John Berger giving half his Booker Prize money to the UK Black Panthers?

James Delingpole writes:

‘What we really need is a faux-historical drama series about police brutality and black activism set in 1970s London,’ said no TV viewer, ever. But TV commissioning editors have more important priorities, these days, than mere plausibility, entertainment or value-for-subscription fee. So naturally, when the chance arose to make Guerrilla (Sky Atlantic, Thursday) — a six-parter about Black Panther-style revolutionaries, starring Idris Elba and written by the guy who did 12 Years a Slave — the senior luvvies at Sky were on it like a mistimed high-five.

I like Idris Elba. And I’m not just saying that because it’s actually now illegal not to think he is our greatest living actor who should definitely be the next James Bond and also the lead in all the plays in the next RSC season, from Hamlet to Lear (though not Othello, obviously, because that would be so backward-looking). No, he’s great and all the scenes he’s in in this come alive and make you think that this is a piece of tendentious, race-baiting tosh you could almost bear to watch. (…)

It’s not just the politics that are crap, it’s the sense of period and place. Take the party scene. They’ve got all the joints and stuff but no one — can you believe it? — has got a record player. So they have someone playing a hippie flute instead. Because that was one of the things about the 1970s, it was a bit like the Middle Ages. You’d whip out a crumhorn here, a sackbut there, because people were freer and more authentic back then and also, as in Seventies London, the poor and disenfranchised didn’t have record players.

Nice beard on the bobby btw: