The MacKinnon brothers (Gillies and Billy) rarely put a foot wrong in film. Anyone who has seen this movie, or Regeneration, (perhaps not the tawdry Hideous Kinky) will know exactly what I mean. They're hardcore, yet artistic, yet romantic.In this largely overlooked Scottish film, we follow the lives of the MacLean brothers, 13 yr old Lex, his older art-school enrolled brother, Alan, and the gang-enrolled middle child, Bobby.
When young Lex finds himself caught in a gang war, after mischievously firing at an opposition gang leader with an air rifle, all the borthers find themselves under siege. When Bobby's gang offers them protection in return for a few "jobs", the boys find life going downhill rather fast.
This film is gritty stuff. It pulls no punches and is impeccably performed. Kevin McKidd, as Malcy the evil gang leader, is just pure, unadulterated venom. McKidd was Tommy, the one who died in cat piss in Trainspotting, and word on the street is he's going to team up with Carlyle again in the next Bond film. If his work here is anything to go by, this Bond might be the best yet.
But back to Small Faces - flick rocks. It's extremely hard to keep up with, due to the broad Scottish accent and slang, but if you can get a handle on the lingo, this film is perhaps the greatest expression of "gang" life you'll see.Write down the title. Go to your local video store. Find Small Faces. Rent it. Go home. Pop it in the VCR. Indulge.