Tُhere`s a quiet rage against injustice through the movie, so mildly flourished, so calmly plotted that you cannot betray yourself by rejecting it. I, Daniel Blake is persistently meddling in the failures of the British benefit system with a social realistic nose until what remains is a grim perception of you`re own end of the line. Whether you like it or not – whether you are British or not – you can`t deny absorbing that shame and brutality of the food bank sequence. Though you might feel stuck with an old lecture of an old commie (Ken Loach), by the end of the film and that shocking death of Daniel Blake (the heartwarming Dave Johns) you feel quite outraged even if you`re not sympathetic.
It is not a filmmaking of my own taste, but i have nothing else than respect for it.
P.S. Oh, that eulogy from Katy (Hayley Squires) at Dan`s funeral…
