Smart, sassy, sexy, stylish and streetwise. Just some of the adjectives I would use to describe Noel Clarke’s latest film, which hit the cinemas this month.
Clarke’s debut was the deeply disturbing and challenging Kidulthood, which documents the travails of day-to-day life for teenagers involved in street culture and all it’s complications. It’s sibling Adulthood was a chaotic mess so I was interested to see if Clarke could prove himself and that Kidulthood wasn’t a one off success. Is Noel Clarke a one trick pony?
We needn’t have worried. 4321 is a total tour de force, brimming with vibrancy, controlled energy and blends serious issues surrounding gender and coming of age with a cracking plot that is laced with laugh out loud humour.
Four girls in London, from a budding concert pianist to a youngster left bereft by her parent’s messy break up become unwittingly involved in a jewel heist and we are party to events via four separate yet cleverly entwined stories which culminate in an explosive denouement in, of all places a Mini Mart as car crashes and guns combine to produce a stunning coda.
The acting is first rate, the writing quick witted and the direction is stylish and imaginative without being overly intrusive to the story.
Noel Clarke has delivered a first rate film and lets hope it up the bar for the likes of Nick Love to aspire to in British film making over the next couple of years.