A fool and his drugs are easily parted in Lee Sales’ slice of London low-life, in which a dealer’s attempts to make enough readies to take his bird to Barbados are constantly foiled by his feckless mates.
(“After this I’m out!” declares this Cockney Carlito as he buys coke that winds up lining his nostrils, rather than his pockets.)
Star and co-writer George Russo clearly has an ear for swaggering male patois.
When it comes to female lead Ophelia Lovibond, alas, Turnout is a burnout, her prissy whining about needing “normality and structure” sounding false notes from here to Hoxton.
