Nighy is brilliant and retrained - as always and made the film watchable but frankly it is a a film about nothing at all. He goes on a bender when told he has terminal cancer and gets drunk and we see no more of that behavior or the character he meets for the rest of the film. It is watchable mostly because of Nighy who's always a ball with his face of restraint. Are we truly to believe the bureaucracy of the council as depicted here? Or the son who has zero intuition about the father he lives with? All in all it was an inconspicuous ride and an innocuous tale stretched into infinity by the very fine acting of Nighty.
Review of Living
