A barrel of whiskey would usually spell doom for the working-class blokes who always find their way into Ken Loach films. But it is redemption the director and his longtime creative collaborator, writer Paul Laverty, have in mind in the unexpectedly warm, hopeful and humorous brew of
It's a mess of a life the filmmakers have given Robbie (excellent newcomer Paul Brannigan). He's a Glasgow, Scotland, lad well on his way to repeating the sins of his father. Choice and fate have Robbie embroiled in a long-running family feud; its genesis long forgotten, its rage spilling over into ongoing street fights. That's not, however, what has put Robbie in the courtroom in the film's opening moments. To the caustic judge, Robbie is nothing more than another local thug hauled in for a bad night, specifically one he spent coked up and angry, beating a stranger senseless. With Robbie's pregnant girlfriend looking on, the judge decides to give him a second chance — 300 hours of community service rather than jail.
This is a movie steeped in second chances. Robbie's girlfriend Leonie (Siobhan Reilly) is one who sees the possibilities in him. But the real game-changer comes from the two new men in his life — the "wee man" Leonie soon gives birth to and the much more formidable one in Harry (John Henshaw), who runs the community service crew Robbie's assigned to. Harry's not as hard as he seems, and in Henshaw's hands he's downright lovable. Harry's fond of old malt whiskey, and equally fond of the young thugs in his charge, so he can't help but mix the two. Soon he's decided to expose them to a little culture in the form of a whiskey tasting.
As they set out for the Edinburgh tasting, the emotional journey gets underway as well. Loach and Laverty use it to get at the current unemployment crisis for the United Kingdom's youth, which has reached an all-time high. Even the title reflects the kind of poetic subtext that characterizes Laverty's scripts — distillers dub the percentage of each barrel lost to the ether as "the angel's share." And there are angels in disguise looking out for Robbie everywhere.
Robbie turns out to have a real nose for it, able to unpack the scents that flavor various blends of scotch. He catches the eye of Thaddeus (
But redemption is a long and winding road, and in the movie that road circles around a recently discovered barrel of what may be the finest whiskey in existence. An auction of the rare mash is rapidly approaching, a million-dollar payout is possible, and there are schemes and scams brewing in every quarter.
At times the film is as rough around the edges as its central characters, without the refinement of Loach's best — the prison-hardened "Sweet Sixteen" or the war-torn "The Wind That Shakes the Barley." But with shots of the stunning Scottish Highlands, glimpses inside some of the region's finest distilleries, a hilarious riff on the realities of kilts and Brannigan's rawly moving turn as Robbie — like a wee dram of the good stuff, "The Angels' Share" leaves a warm glow.