Boiling Point is a single-take drama set during a busy service at a London restaurant and it has to be the most stressful film of the year. I realise it’s early days, but if a more stressful film comes along I would be most surprised. If this film were a recipe, the first instruction would read: ‘Nerves, shred.’ Followed by: ‘Put in pressure cooker and whack the temperature up.’ It is brilliantly executed but also one of those films you can find compelling and engrossing while praying for it to be over.
It stars Stephen Graham, that little powerhouse of a fella, who now serves as a kitemark, surely. (Has he ever been in anything bad? Did you see him in Time?) And it is written and directed by Philip Barantini, otherwise an actor (Band of Brothers, Chernobyl, Humans) who has spent his ‘resting’ periods working in kitchens. The single, 92-minute, continuous take was filmed in an actual restaurant (Jones & Sons, Dalston; modern British) with no cheating.

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