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Hap­py New Year, Col­in Burstead – first look review

12 Oct 2018

Words by Hannah Strong

Exterior of a large stone building with arched windows and a person standing in front of it. Flowers and plants in the foreground.
Exterior of a large stone building with arched windows and a person standing in front of it. Flowers and plants in the foreground.
Ben Wheat­ley changes pace with this sur­pris­ing­ly whole­some fam­i­ly-based dra­ma star­ring Neil Maskell.

After two big-bud­get projects resplen­dent with Hol­ly­wood stars, Ben Wheat­ley has returned to his roots for his lat­est out­ing, Hap­py New Year, Col­in Burstead (pre­vi­ous­ly known as Col­in You Anus), cast­ing old friend Neil Maskell at the cen­tre of his fam­i­ly-focused dram­e­dy. The pair last worked togeth­er on the JG Bal­lard adap­ta­tion High-Rise, but die-hard Wheat­ley fans will pri­mar­i­ly recog­nise Maskell for his lead turn in 2011’s Kill List. His role in Col­in Burstead real­ly couldn’t be more dif­fer­ent, and indeed Wheatley’s film feels very dif­fer­ent from any­thing else he’s done before.

Pre­dom­i­nant­ly set in a posh rent­ed house some­where in Dorset, the film focus­es on the Burstead fam­i­ly, par­tic­u­lar­ly the tit­u­lar Col­in, who’s hired the venue to see in the New Year. The ensem­ble cast includes some famil­iar faces, includ­ing Hay­ley Squires as Colin’s sis­ter Gini, and Charles Dance as the eccen­tric Uncle Bertie. It quick­ly becomes appar­ent that every­one is dread­ing the arrival of estranged younger broth­er David (Sam Riley), who hasn’t seen his fam­i­ly for five years after cheat­ing on his wife Paula.

There’s more than a hint of Shake­spear­i­an dra­ma about the plot, ampli­fied by Clint Mansell’s qua­si-medieval score, and the sharp dia­logue deliv­ered by the cast (who also helped Wheat­ley with the script). With 18 promi­nent char­ac­ters though, it does feel a lit­tle over­stuffed. But here’s the kick­er: this Ben Wheat­ley joint is all very nor­mal. The argu­ments the Bursteads and their assem­bled guests have are cosy and triv­ial – the sort of things peo­ple tend to bick­er about dur­ing the hol­i­days: Brex­it, mon­ey, ex-part­ners, jobs. Gone are the twist­ed, grit­ty flour­ish­es and macabre themes – instead there’s a lot of cry­ing, in-fight­ing and a strange sense of melancholy.

Yet it’s a refresh­ing change of scenery in some ways, and Wheat­ley plays with our expec­ta­tion that some­thing might kick off at any moment. The doc­u­men­tary-style hand­held cam­er­a­work also adds to the feel­ing of being very much a part of the Burstead clan, warts and all. There are obvi­ous par­al­lels between this and Thomas Vinterberg’s par­ty-based 1998 dra­ma Fes­ten, but per­haps a more apt com­par­i­son is Andrew Haigh’s 45 Years. The end sequence in par­tic­u­lar feels like some­thing quite spe­cial, but those more inclined towards Wheatley’s more auda­cious work might strug­gle to con­nect with this change of tone and pace. For skep­tics, maybe this is the Wheat­ley film that will change your mind.

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