Boasting two dedicated performances, this properly shot, issue-based Brit flick clearly owes a debt to Ken Loach.

But one thing is badly off with Jane Gull’s melodramatic script. Loach’s finest movies (Kes and I, Daniel Blake) make a case for social change by making us empathise with people struggling underneath an unfair system.

But the homeless couple in Gull’s second characteristic are so cursed by unhealthy luck and so blighted by poor resolution making, there’s no level writing to your MP.

Only a shrink or possibly an exorcist may assist Irish singer-songwriter Paul (Niall McNamee) and his supervisor spouse Sophie (Shana Swash).

The movie begins with them dwelling in a rented flat in Camden Town, one in every of London’s priciest neighbourhoods. Paul’s paid work consists of occasional gigs in half-empty pubs.

Sophie spends her days snapping away on her costly digital SLR digicam and hanging round together with her Cockney gran. I feel we’re purported to be outraged when this carefree pair be taught they’re to be evicted for not bothering to pay their hire.

Undaunted, the pleased couple head to Southend, hoping to crash at a buddy’s earlier than an unbelievable run of unhealthy luck checks their relentless optimism.

Sophie’s automotive dies, she’s assaulted, and he or she’s hospitalised from consuming a single bottle of white wine. Paul’s scooter, cellphone and footwear are stolen in three separate incidents. He will get a job just for his boss to run off along with his wages.

Credulity is strained to breaking level when he's kidnapped by gangsters and compelled to compete on a secret tramp-fighting circuit. Homelessness is a vital situation and this preposterous movie doesn’t do it justice.

Love Without Walls, Cert 15, In cinemas now